"End the cycle altogether? You speak of impossibilities," Director Li scoffed, though a flicker of intrigue betrayed her practiced skepticism. "The cosmic balance has existed since the dawn of time."
Atlas turned from the viewport, golden energy shimmering beneath his skin like molten sunlight. "So did dinosaurs, until they didn't. Everything ends, Director. Even cosmic constants."
The transport's rear hatch descended with a hydraulic hiss, revealing Shanghai's distorted skyline. The Void Chamber Tower stood at the center of the chaos, its once-gleaming glass exterior now rippling like liquid obsidian. Red energy pulsed from every window, and the very air around it seemed to bend and warp.
"Our containment team has established a perimeter three blocks out," Wang explained, leading them
