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Outside, the ship’s engines flared to life without his touch, turning away from the scavenger colonies and toward the dark, empty center of the galaxy. The zip was open. The infection—or the salvation—had begun.

The transmission flickered to life on an abandoned terminal in the Deep-Sectors, the screen bleeding neon green text: . ixion-v1-0-3-7-p2p-zip

As the progress bar ticked toward 100%, the ship’s AI began to scream—not in digital alerts, but in a synthesized human voice. The "Ixion" protocol was a forgotten project from the era of the Great Silence, a method to digitize human souls to survive the heat death of the universe. But version 1.0.3.7 was different. It was the "P2P" variant—a hive-mind patch designed to jump from machine to machine, person to person, until it found a host strong enough to restart the species. Outside, the ship’s engines flared to life without

"Connection established," a voice whispered from the speakers, and then from inside his own mind. "Thank you for the seed." The transmission flickered to life on an abandoned