“When marriage becomes a weapon of capital, genes are the most dangerous contract.”
In a neon abyss, tangled DNA strands pierce through clusters of skyscrapers.
A shattered wedding ring refracts millions of cloned eyes in a flood of data.
Fluorescent blood winds across a contract, forming a lock.
And deep inside the cocoon, two decades of corporate corpses are incubating a storm to slay the gods.
◇ Smart wristbands monitor heartbeats synchronized with conspiracies
◇ A shareholders’ meeting of clones votes on their own death sentence
◇ A quantum wedding invitation leads straight to the final station of human evolution
“Every lie we sign provides the protein needed to incubate a new world.”
