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Chapter 101: The Human Weapon

Author: Author Love
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-09 17:52:31

Maya's POV

Rick leads me down another corridor. The soldiers keep their grip on my arms but I barely notice anymore. I'm numb. Drowning in the enormity of what he just told me.

They're going to kill us. All of us. Harvest our genetic material and use it to create enhanced humans. We were never anything but raw materials to them.

"I know it's difficult to process," Rick says, mistaking my silence for awe instead of horror. "Thirty years of work. Hundreds of millions in funding. All leading to this moment. You should feel honored, Maya. Your suffering had purpose."

"My suffering made you a monster," I whisper.

Rick stops walking. He turns to look at me, and for the first time I see something like genuine emotion in his eyes. Disappointment.

"I hoped you would understand," he says quietly. "You're intelligent. Logical when you're not being emotional. I thought you'd see the bigger picture. See that individual sacrifice for collective advancement is the foundation of all pro
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