The procedure took six hours.
Elena Petrov returned to the medical facility with equipment that looked like it belonged in science fiction rather than emergency medicine. Quantum stabilizers. Neural harmonizers. Consciousness reconstruction matrices that hummed with energy I could feel across all forty-seven locations.
"This will hurt," Elena said, setting up around my original body. "Reconsolidation is more painful than distribution because you're compressing forty-seven different experiences into singular consciousness. You'll remember everything. Feel everything. Process everything simultaneously. Most people would go insane. But you're not most people."
"Because I'm weapon you designed," I said with forty-seven voices.
"Because you're human who became weapon without losing humanity
