The Proctor’s whistle screamed through the Bio-Pitch

  TRIAL 05: GENOME FOOTBALL[WIN CONDITION: OUTSCORE YOUR FATHER’S LEGACY IN 90 MUTATED MINUTES]

  “Home team!” The PA system gurgled through what sounded like a drowning commentator’s lungs. “Carlo ‘Sewer Rat’ Valesko versus… ”

  The opposition emerged – eleven shimmering clones of Carlo’s father, their kits stitched from lab-grown skin. The striker clone’s right foot had been replaced with the actual 2014 World Cup final ball, still stained with Schweinsteiger’s blood.

  “” the Proctor purred, her new referee uniform leaking nanobot confetti. “”

  The ball dropped – a pulsating orb containing Carlo’s childhood memories of street football.

  [RADIANCE EYES ACTIVATED]

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  Steve rocket-headbutted the ball midair. Carlo’s mutation flared – [ADAPTIVE COMBAT INSTINCT]

  “” screamed a linesman clone’s detached head rolling across the touchline.

  Carlo nutmegged Father-Clone #7 using a move he’d practiced in sewers. The ball exploded through the memory-orb’s surface, releasing a hologram of his 8-year-old self missing an open goal.

  [SKILL SYNCHRONIZATION: 61%][SIDE EFFECT: TOENAILS EVOLVING INTO CLEATS]

  “Pathetic!” Father-Clone #11 laughed with 2014 World Final Neymar’s vocal cords. “You still can’t—”

  Carlo’s bicycle kick connected. The ball morphed mid-flight into his mother’s funeral urn.

  GOAL – TRAUMA CONVERSION 3x MULTIPLIER[REMAINING LIFESPAN: 4 DAYS 02 HOURS]

  The stadium vomited holographic ticker tape made from shredded childhood photos.

  “” the Proctor blew her whistle, which unfurled into a DNA strand noose. “Let’s consult… ”

  The Video Assistant Referee screen flickered to life – actually Lina’s face, glitching through layers of firewalls.

  “Don’t… celebrate…” she choked, blood trickling from her nose. “Goals are… …”

  The screen died. Father-Clone #9 spat out Lina’s baby tooth.

  “Second half!” The Proctor tossed Carlo a water bottle filled with liquid crowd noise. “Drink. The 2014 Germany squad’s sweat glands send their regards.”

  Steve intercepted, headbutting the bottle into the goal.

  [OWN GOAL DETECTED][FATHER’S LEGACY POINTS +10]

  The pitch mutated into the Maracan?’s corpse, its concrete weeping rust-colored fluid. From the tunnels emerged Carlo’s new striker – a 15-year-old Lina clone with Ronaldo’s quads and a mortar for a right foot.

  “ brother?” Not-Lina smiled, her teeth filed into studs. “Let’s see if street rats can .”

  Football just became genetic warfare. Theories: Is VAR actually a torture device? What’s the Proctor’s obsession with 2014 World Cup tech? And when will Steve demand transfer papers?

  Next Chapter: Lina’s halftime hack reveals the Citadel’s World Cup 2042 brainwashing plans. Plus: Penalty shootout using cloned organs, and the Fractured Pantheon’s striker descends – bring earplugs, their chant is literal sonic warfare.