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I surfaced from unconsciousness like a drowned man dragged from the depths of a dream. My eyes fluttered open, sluggish and aching with pressure changes, and it took several long seconds before I remembered where I was: suspended inside the gene-weaving tank at the heart of my laboratory. My body floated weightless in nutrient-rich fluid, yet it felt like a condemned cathedral—gutted, rebuilt, and still echoing with the pain of reconstruction.
The splicing had worked. I ...
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