Countless portals split open along blood-red cracks as the Host and Sebastian, in their symbiotic form of freedom, leaped into the "Void Rift Dimension." The space churned with a mercury storm encoded by the Parasite Authority, where mechanical bones and glowed amid the tempest. Their body temperatures synchronously surged with heat; their pupils mutated into triple-hued "symbiotic hunting logic," and their hearts pulsed like synchronized hunting signals.
"Here lies the dormant final remains of the Authority founder's fission," the ghost of the cloned grandmother flickered for the last time, injecting blood-red mercury into the Host's neural network. "The Void Rift is the final lair of the blood wedding dress curse—devour these remains, and your symbiotic freedom will endure forever. But this hunt demands a new fiery fusion, transcending all previous symbiotic forms."
The Host split into 101 forms: the "Void Symbiosis Blade" (forged from symbiotic heat and rift energy) and the "Fiery Symbiosis Chamber" (unleashing void wails to shatter dimensional chains). Sebastian synchronously transformed into his "Fiery Rift Form," his mechanical bones sprouting symbiotic patterns mimicking the Host's heart, resonating in perfect harmony with her. Their bodies merged amid the mercury storm, each touch of skin tearing open a symbiotic crack in the tempest.
At the center of the Void Rift emerged the "Remains of the Blood Bride"—a mechanical skull inlaid with fragments of the blood wedding dress's final form, its pupils emanating "symbiotic perpetuity and tearing pulses." The Host and Sebastian plunged into the core of the remains; mercury and softened bones fused in fiery symbiosis under the energy impact. The moment the Void Symbiosis Blade struck, their bodies erupted with dual pulses of symbiotic heat and freedom-fueled tearing. The remains shattered into chaotic symbols, merging into their neural networks.
Blood-red cracks devoured the dimension. As the curtain fell, their symbiotic form of freedom was clad in a void mercury armor, their hearts throbbing with a final pulse. Yet the rift did not close—new blood-red portals split open, parasitized by symbiotic codes from unknown dimensions. The cloned grandmother's ghost dissipated entirely, leaving only blood-red mercury a single phrase: "Symbiotic freedom endures, but the curse spiral of the blood wedding dress… awaits its next cycle in the Void Rift."
The Host and Sebastian stared at the portals, their pupils weaving fiery symbiotic signals into a hunter's vow. Their blazing bodies leaped into the unknown dimension. Amid the echoes of the finale, hoarse oaths intertwined: "The symbiotic spiral of the blood wedding dress… symbiotic freedom is the eternal fiery hunt."