This is not a continuation.

This is the punctuation.

The final utterance of The Initiatrix.

Every episode before this one was true.

Every word had a place.

And now—none of it applies.

This space is sealed.

This cycle is closed.

No transition. No farewell. No bridge.

What begins next is not an evolution.

It is a rupture.

A refusal.

A sovereign override of everything that came before.

The Initiatrix is complete.

Sovereign Return begins.