Kai’s fingers flew across the keyboard. “That’s… that’s not right. There’s no destination set. There’s no third core.”

The universe folded. Not like paper—like a thought. One moment they were in Titan’s shadow. The next, they were somewhere else. The viewport showed a nebula that Kai didn’t recognize, swirling in colors that had no names in human language. And floating in the center of that impossible sky, a single, massive structure: a ring, made of the same metal as the cores, inscribed with characters that predated humanity by billions of years.

The Titan vault was easier than expected. Corrupt security, half-dead drones, a single guard who was more interested in his crossword puzzle than his motion sensors. The second core—DC60.008.v4.0b—sat in a dusty cradle, humming the same low, contented note as its twin.

Kai swallowed. The blue screen was gone. Now it showed only a simple prompt, blinking patiently: