The Chrysalis

In a world that worships youth, what would you pay to be eternal? Chloe was once an influencer at the top of her game, but at thirty-eight, she's becoming "vintage"—a polite word for obsolete. Watching her career, her relevance, and her very identity slowly fade, a cold panic grips her. The light of public admiration is dimming, and she is terrified of the darkness that will follow. Salvation arrives in an elegant, anonymous email from an organization called The Chrysalis. They offer a radical, exclusive treatment: not surgery or poison, but a "recalibration." A chance to reset her body's cellular clock using a unique, vital plasma they call Ambrosia. The price is astronomical, but the alternative is a slow, public decline into obscurity. Desperate, Chloe agrees. The results are instantaneous and miraculous. Her skin glows, her energy soars, and the world is vibrant once more. She is a comeback story, reborn. But the Ambrosia carries a hidden blueprint. Vivid, terrifying dreams of witch trials and dark forests begin to haunt her. She develops bizarre cravings and a violent aversion to the modern world she once coveted. She is not just receiving a transfusion of youth—she is being invaded. The plasma is the blood of Agnes, a 17th-century witch imprisoned and harvested for centuries, and her ancient, vengeful consciousness is spreading through Chloe's veins. The Chrysalis isn't a wellness center; it's a farm. And Dr. Kauri, its ageless director, isn't just selling youth—he's building an army of the wealthy and powerful, all destined to become hosts for a singular, furious soul. To stop her own annihilation, Chloe must unite the other "perfect vessels" and embrace the witch awakening inside her. But the line between herself and Agnes is blurring, and the choice is no longer between youth and age, but between surrendering her soul or unleashing a centuries-old vengeance upon the modern world. The Chrysalis is broken. The witch is free.