As the Stardust Train raced through the dimensional meridians of the Symbiotic Hongmeng, the jade-disc Primordial Totem in Arui's palm suddenly burst with a glazed, ethereal glow—its golden veins contracting like a receding starfield, revealing a shattered eternal hourglass totem at its core. Ice Drip's warning halo assumed an infinitely nested Möbius strip structure, outlining a continuously collapsing Return-to-Origin domain across the star map: "Return-to-Origin anomaly detected! In the core origin of the symbiotic universe, a 'Return-to-Origin Tide' is assimilating all matter, energy, laws, cognition, and even emotions and willpower across all dimensions into an eternal, silent origin at a rate of 0.32%."
Outside the portholes, the foundations sustaining the multiverse began to dissolve. The searing fluctuations and vital rhythms of the War-Pattern race's lava mountains gradually solidified, turning into eternally motionless obsidian sculptures; the photon lighthouses of the Spectrum race lost their pulsing frequencies, degenerating into cold crystals suspended in the void; the city lights, surging rivers, and waves of thought of Earth Civilization froze as if hit by a pause button. Auri's Photon Harp String emitted a fractured hum, the light particles condensing on the strings dissolving into the most primitive quantum dust before they could even form within the tide: "All dynamics are fading," his voice carried the fragmented echoes of space-time, "this is not a simple…
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