Seven Star Soul Lock

The seven copper coins oozed rust under the moonlight, and every crack was a scream that spanned a hundred years. When the blood moon tears the fabric of time and space, on the electronics factory assembly line in 1998, cinnabar and silicon crystals are giving birth to mechanized undead. Someone carved "Lianshanyi" into the genetic spiral and wrote quantum spells using death texts. The dusty ancient mirror in the cellar of the ancestral hall reflects the grandmother with sevenfold personality - the binary teardrop in her left eye is resonating with the copper coin in the electronic prosthetic eye. The Soul Locking Formation is not a formation, but a superconducting experiment that lasts for three decades. When the soul-killing money bites through my collarbone, what rushes through the bronze veins is not only the curse of my ancestors, but also the aftershocks of the roar of the particle collider. Tonight, the aerial roots of the locust tree will pierce my dreams for the seventh time. In the gap between the mechanical robe and the cyber spell, the infant spirit in the red bellyband asked softly: Are you ready to become the 49th specimen of eternal life?