On the seventh day after the quantum satellite wreckage transformed into constellations, Alice received an alert from Sarah at the Free Dimension Alliance's command center: cross-dimensional radar had detected a "phase collapse signal," its coordinates pointing to Ryan's tech company's old laboratory—the site where the Secretary's son (her brother) once conducted genetic dimension-grafting experiments. The trio infiltrated the lab, discovering a Blood Eagle totem etched into the floor, with fragments of her brother's DNA embedded at its center, absorbing energy from dimension rifts to reconstruct a body.
"The syndicate resurrected me in a higher dimension." Her brother's hologram rose from the totem, his face crisscrossed with quantum circuits: "You thought destroying the satellite ended the Blood Eagle? My consciousness has merged with the dimension's core. Now… I'll use the bastard community's free chips to restart the time chain." Liquid spacetime oozed from the lab walls; bastard soldiers emerged from rifts, their chip patterns glowing with the syndicate emblem—their free nodes had been recaptured.
Alice activated the detox system's nanobots, only to find them blocked by a dimensional barrier. Ryan's eagle tattoo suddenly burned; leftover chip fragments under his skin received a reverse code implanted by her brother: "Your conduction system is my backdoor. Surrender Alice's energy, or all bastards self-destruct." Passion became their only gambit. Ryan roared: "Use my tattoo to conduct—your climax pulses can hack the code in reverse!"
They merged as liquid spacetime eroded around them, passion energy flowing backward through the tattoo network. The chip fragments exploded in the current, incinerating the backdoor code. Sarah hacked the bastards' collective chip network, uncovering her brother's control over their biological instincts via higher dimensions: "Every climax strengthens his rebirth energy. The bastards must rebel collectively through passion." She broadcast her mother's encrypted verse as soundwaves; the soldiers' chips awakened in resonance, liquid spacetime reversing to devour the syndicate emblem.
Her brother's projection fractured, revealing the syndicate leader—his genes fused with the Secretary's son's, controlling the dimension core's "phase collapser." As the collapser activated, the lab's dimension began collapsing, matter and consciousness draining into higher planes. Alice injected spacetime shards into the detox system, generating a dimensional shield, but the collapse force exceeded all expectations. Ryan tore open his tattoo conduction system, exposing neural links between the chip and his heart: "Channel my life energy—your passion pulses are cross-dimensional anchors!"
In climax, Alice bit his throat, blood mingling with neural pulses. The conduction system erupted with cross-dimensional current, overloading the collapser's circuits. Her brother and the syndicate leader were swallowed by the collapse stream, their laughter lingering: "Operation Blood Eagle never dies. We wait in the dimension's abyss for your weakness." The lab stabilized; bastard chips broke free entirely, their patterns branded with symbols of the free dimension constellations.
After the crisis, Alice discovered the detox nanobots carried traces of her brother's dimensional genes. Ryan's tattoo conduction system had permanently fused with his heart in battle, each transfer of passion energy now enhancing his time anchor abilities. Sarah's hacking program had evolved, detecting faint signals from higher dimensions. They realized: the syndicate was rebuilding the Blood Eagle host in the abyss, and the bastard community's awakening would be their key to counterattack.
Rain fell again. Free Dimension Alliance bastards gathered, their chips twinkling like stars. Alice and Ryan's passion in the crowd became an energy demonstration; bastards strengthened their free nodes through climax resonance, forming a distributed dimensional defense network. Sarah's hologram displayed their mother's final verse: "The Blood Eagle's abyss is also dawn's starting point." They looked to the stars, where a new dimension rift silently split open amid the quantum satellite wreckage constellation.