Novel & Cerita Chimera Resistance: Fall Of Man

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

She wore it like a badge of survival. "System," Scarlett whispered, her voice tight. "Is there a permanent fix for the Chimera instability? The Soul-Binding Mantra is a temporary patch. If he gets stressed again, the programming will override his mind." The AI’s avatar flickered into existence, hovering over the console. "Affirmative. Subject 001-Alpha is incomplete. Project Chimera was designed as a dual-core system. The Alpha strain provides raw kinetic power and aggression. The Beta strain provides cellular stability and mental control."

They both turned to look at it. It resembled a decayed human corpse with worm-like tentacles sprouting from its back. "It's a chimera," Elex murmured, "and no matter what I did to kill it, it kept reviving, it doesn't even appear to have any core or any weakness." Elex added , Ammon glanced at it again and pondered in his mind, 'I don't think attacking this thing will have any effect. Its definitely strong , It's best if we avoid it for the time being.'

“He’s not like the others. He doesn’t have rage. Or need. He has structure. Purpose.” “What does he want?” Eve looked at her like someone peering into a mirror warped by grief. “He wants to end you. Not because he hates you… but because he wants to replace you.” Clone 73 stood in front of the twelve. His tone was calm. Cult-like. “The phoenix is not a myth. It’s an algorithm. Built. Engineered. Replicated.” He paced slowly. “Chaewon Kim was the error. The chaotic variable. She proved that legacy fails when poisoned by choice.”

The burning city flashed again—closer this time. The temple crumbled before her eyes. And for the first time, the figure’s expression shifted. "You cannot unmake what is already broken." A chill ran down her spine. Cassian stepped forward. "Then what do we do?" The figure studied them for a long moment. Then, he whispered, "You run." And the world collapsed. The Descent Into Chaos Lena’s body lurched downward. She fell—through the void, through the endless dark—until suddenly, her body hit solid ground.

For the first time, I could love without fear of losing everything. A screen flickered to life in an abandoned bunker beneath Prague. Seraphina stood before a wall of cloned embryonic tubes, her expression ice. “We don’t need the Architect,” she told her advisors. “We don’t need Lyla. We need only power.” The screen zoomed in on a small, glass vial labeled CHIMERA-7. On the side, Lyla’s DNA signature. And Jace’s. A perfect hybrid. A weapon waiting to be born.

Azazel asked. “It would be insulting to him, If I wished him,” she said with an unbelievable look. “You are right!” he said. Just then drums rang. Azazel smiled and entered the stage at a vampire speed. “My Dear Athmovezer people, I heard your Crown Prince Austin Annora, defeated the person who killed the last Chimera in the universe. Now I am scared of fighting with him. If he defeats me, I will turn all the Vampires into slaves to this kingdom, if not, he will have to agree to reveal the truths about his misdeeds and his inability of creating rumors of defeating the killer of Last Chimera,” the Vampire announced. He used his supernatural abilities to make his sound audible to every person

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

He fell to his knees, his hands clutching his chest. Beneath his skin, the violet sparks of the Starfall energy flared defensively, trying to fight off the chemical invader. But the gas was designed exactly for this. It acted like a fire blanket. The violet light flickered, dimmed, and began to die. Baraka felt his muscles going slack. The immense, raw strength he had stolen from the Alpha Reject evaporated, leaving him feeling hollow, weak, and entirely human. "You are the property of Zenith," the recorded Manji smiled from the screen above. "Do not resist the aerosol. Your vital signs will be monitored. An extraction team has been dispatched to your coordinates."

I didn't know why but out of all the boys in school, my heart decided to fall for The Decadence of The Fallen's "Ice Prince" and lead vocalist. A nobody falling for the most popular boy in school had to be the greatest cliché of the century. A sort of cosmic joke that the universe decided to play on a mere mortal like me. And everyone in the whole universe seems to be laughing but me...