Scene 1: Systems Go Orange
The sky cracks.
Satellites align into patterns—floral, alien.
Project Eclipse hums louder than any weapon should.
Control panels flower. Machines blink with organic veins.Ships stall mid-air, caught in invisible webbing. The override isn't subtle anymore. It's in the bloodstream of the planet.
Reen: "This isn't code… It's language."
Maiku (whispering, staring upward): "It's… singing."
One drone falls from the sky like a dead wasp—wrapped in vines.
Julio is being rewritten.
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Scene 2: The Return of Jiro
Ashes whisper.
Jiro's scattered remains—once laid to rest near the Bloom's edge—shudder.
Something twists. Dark roots curl inward. Not green. Not orange. Not gold.
BLACK.
A Bloom born from rage. From pain. From betrayal.
It isn't harmony—it's Wither.
He rises.
Eyes like wilted suns. Limbs like dead branches.
He doesn't speak. But the scream under his skin radiates through the ground.
Even the Bloom pulls back.
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Scene 3: Maiku's Test
Maiku falls into the core.
No surroundings. Just pulse. Rhythm. Connection.
A voice—not one, but millions—speaks:
The Bloom: "We offered unity. You carry the seed."
Figures emerge—tall, draped in flowers and light. Ancient Heralds. Some human, some… not.
They open their arms.
"Become the final root. Complete the weave."
Maiku stands alone.
He sees visions of peace. Of planetary harmony. Of perfect understanding.
But also: silence. Conformity. Obedience.
He screams—a scream that shatters the network around him.
He remembers his special blood and his father and most of all his Master.
One hand burns bright.
The mark vanishes.
He collapses in golden light, back on the lab floor.
Lorian (appearing): "You made a good choice."
Gift runs in, breathless. Sees him. They hug.
Gift: "Don't ever do that again."
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Scene 4: Reen's Revelation
She digs deeper into the Archive.
A hidden file. Buried in a corrupted sector. A prototype schematic.
The Bloom wasn't alien. It was Julio's mistake.
A biotech terraformer—meant to regrow life, repair DNA, bring back the dead.
But something happened.
Something broke.
And it didn't stop growing.
Reen (quiet): "We didn't discover it… we made it."
She stares at a blueprint and finds someone's fingerprint — Momonato's
He's known all along.
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Scene 5: Preparation for Rethabiri Kanō
The crew meets. Quiet. Focused.
Weapons are sharpened. Systems retuned. But this time, it's not just tech.
They meditate. Train. Sync.
Ten days of blood, memory, and breath.
Even Gift trains in silence, meditating and thinking what to do against someone as powerful as Momonato.
Matthew grows a new reactor gauntlet.
Jakku sharpens a blade not just for cutting—but severing connections.
They're not fighting a man anymore.
They're confronting a belief.
Sadly Maiku can't go on this cause the crew is not sure whether the last mark on his hand will act up near a Bloomed One.
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Scene 6: The Eclipse Fires
They're too late.
The cannon fires—burning through the clouds, into Julio's core, then into the Bloom's neural web.
Silence.
Then vines fall from the sky like golden rain.
Screens show overlapping faces—multiple versions of people. Thoughts not their own.
Machine. Seed. Soul.
They're all bleeding into each other.
Julio is becoming something else.
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Scene 7: Lorian's Visit
Maiku dreams again.
Lorian walks through a burning orchard. Unbothered.
Lorian: "You said no. That matters. But the Bloom won't forget that. Not now. Not when you've become a threat to its pattern."
Lorian pauses by a tree made of broken gears.
Lorian: "Keep choosing your world. Even if you burn for it."
Maiku wakes up gasping, fist clenched, pouring with sweat.
The Roots under his bed have vanished.
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Scene 8: The Crew's Dream
They all wake up the same night—shaking.
Each saw Jiro.
But not the one they knew.
His skin is cracked bark. His mouth a black rose.
Jiro (Wither): "You left me in the rootless dark. Now I am the storm that kills forests."
He looks at each of them in the dream.
And whispers: "I'm blooming back."
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To Be Continued…
Narrator's Voice:
Once, Julio's sky was filled with stars.
Now, it's filled with petals—and flame.
The Bloom sings louder. Its lullaby no longer gentle. It bends satellites like flowers in the wind, rewrites language into roots and rhythm. But not all songs soothe. Some are warnings. Some are war cries.
Maiku—child of two bloodlines, bearer of forgotten power—was offered peace. Perfect unity. But in that silence, he heard the sound of extinction. He chose to scream instead. And in that scream, the old world cracked.
Yet the past does not rest.
From the ashes of innocence rises something darker—Jiro, reborn in rot and fury. Not as Bloom. But Wither.
A storm of decay. A scar in the pattern.
Reen finds the truth buried not in space, but in memory.
The Bloom wasn't alien.
It was homegrown horror.
Julio's sin. Momonato's secret.
Now, Project Eclipse has fired—not to destroy the Bloom, but to merge with it. Machine and root, soul and system, all bleeding together into one irreversible truth:
Julio is changing.
The crew stands on the edge of this new world, not as warriors—but as witnesses. Sharpened minds. Heavy hearts. Haunted dreams.
Each one marked by what's to come.
Even sleep offers no peace.
Jiro visits. Cracked and cruel.
He does not knock.
He blooms his way in.
And the question remains, pulsing under every footstep:
When the petals burn…
will they bring light—
or consume the forest?
To be continued…