"You were never just our creator," Camelia’s voice broke, yet she did not step back. "You are our father."Marcus nodded, his eyes shining like the stars painted across the vaulted ceiling above them. "I am the father who never dared to hold you. I am the man who built hope and destruction in equal measure, praying that from the ruins, you would restore what I had broken."Beside her, Adrian tensed, his hands clenching into fists. "You made us to be tools. Be honest with us, Marcus. Why do we truly exist? To destroy Genesis… or to awaken it?"The man smiled sadly, and all around them, the chamber’s walls shifted—screens of light revealing thousands of faces, names, lives that had been erased. "I built Genesis not to rule, but to save. Twenty-five years ago, the world teetered on the edge of collapse. A plague raged unchecked, and humanity was on the brink of extinction. I found the cure—but it was dangerous, rewriting the DNA of those who received it, changing who they were. I wanted
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