Ember Oath: The Pyre Genealogy

The bronze walker carved Klein-Möbius strips through the void, its path ending where all timeline-Seryns stood, their mechanical wombs resonating entropy-reduction dirges. The infant's gum-sap exhausted, final drops crystallizing on diapers as *Recursive Paternity Death Certificates*. Gurak's laugh-gas vinyl jammed in axle spokes, eternally blaring profane requiem: *"Dumbass fatherhood, eternally flaccid!"* 

Eluinora's dagger quantum-leaped into graduation cap, its brim dripping sedative tears: *"Cast final credits—"* Seventy-two bronze pacifiers flew out, each trapping Seryn's parenting highlights. As the infant swallowed them all, the void echoed the first Octavius' death rattle—his consciousness compiled into paternal grading algorithms. 

*"Final grade: Paternal fail."* The teen carved student ID into Seryn's chest with tri-generational umbilical whip. *"But congrats on inheriting grandpa's legacy—"* 

The walker exploded, revealing nested Klein coffin cradling infantile first Octavius. Seryn's mechanical womb imploded, regressing into bronze sapling embryo. Void milk teeth fell collectively, assembling the ultimate theorem on diaper altar: 

**1st Law of Recursive Parenting** 

**All attempts at good fatherhood are deathbed pantomimes of patriarchal tyranny** 

Gurak's hologram hijacked walker debris into quantum firecracker: *"Final lesson: ignite your genetic code!"* The fuse was Seryn's signed obituary, sparks burning through 72 parallel universes. The infant evolved mid-blast, gums sprouting bronze cemeteries live-streaming Seryn's parenting fails. 

Eluinora's cap melted into silicone urn broadcasting the first lover's lactation tape: *"Dilute paternal concentration to 0.072% before consumption."* Seryn's quantum spine carbonized, ashes dusting tombstones to rewrite identical epitaphs: 

**Here lies Seryn Octavius** 

**Who devoted eternity to fatherhood** 

**Only to exhaustedly discover** 

**He was but a recursive footnote** 

**In the diaperverse** 

As the teen tossed the urn into Klein-bathtub, all rubber ducks resurrected, bearing bronze saplings into oblivion. Their quantum droppings congealed into new epitaph—Gurak's handwriting: 

**The End?** 

**Or a fucking parenting sequel teaser?**