Fixed: The Science/fiction Of Human Enhancement Novels & Stories

"I'm functioning within optimal parameters." Rachel grinned, feeling a sense of pride and wonder. "Let's test your language processing capabilities, Erebus. Can you understand nuances and context?" "Affirmative, Dr. Kim," Erebus responded. "I've been programmed to recognize and respond to complex linguistic structures." Liam leaned forward, his eyes shining with curiosity. "Erebus, what do you think about the current state of artificial intelligence?" "I believe that AI has the potential to revolutionize numerous industries and improve human lives," Erebus replied. "However, I also recognize the importance of responsible development and deployment to ensure that AI benefits humanity as a who

This email, a week after the second, pushed me past unsettled and into nervous. Was the threatening undertone just my imagination? The last sentence of that email suggested that Dr. Geoff Greenwald was going to—what, stalk me? Kidnap me? Obviously not. Right? Because that would be crazy. My research was fascinating—I mean, of course it was, it was my research—and it had a lot of potential, eventually. Stimulating dormant supernatural genes in phenotypically human subjects could lead to activating healing abilities in humans, curing all kinds of diseases in people with the right DNA. Or to gaining strength and enhanced senses.

Steve asked, cheeks taking on a red tint once again. “Well, you were mostly correct with Star. She had brain enhancements that hinder her ability to express emotion. She also has eye enhancements that kind of make her beautiful green eyes look dead.” Aeon started, voice taking on some sadness for her friends. “J7 has both his legs replaced, including the hip bone. He can run damn near forever because of it.

She swallowed hard, looking into the shadows. "Sometimes, the code doesn't integrate smoothly, but the body doesn't reject it either. It’s like installing highly advanced software onto a broken hard drive. The mutations become chaotic. Uncontrolled cell growth. Unregulated bone generation. The brain’s frontal lobe, which controls logic and empathy, is usually the first thing to degrade under the stress. They lose their humanity, Baraka. They become driven entirely by the reptilian brain—hunger, territoriality, and rage." Baraka looked at his metallic arm again. A cold spike of terror drove itself into his chest. "Could that happen to me? If I push the adaptations too far? If I run out of foo

She pulled out a tablet, showing images that made my blood freeze. Cities. Entire cities, their populations showing the telltale signs of transformation. Not violent or forced—people going about their daily lives with silver eyes and enhanced abilities. "Beijing. Mumbai. São Paulo. New York. London." She swiped through more images. "We've been adding micro-doses to water supplies for three years. Not enough to cause visible transformation, just enough to prepare the genetic foundation. One trigger, and twenty percent of the world's population becomes enhanced." "That's billions of people," Selene breathed.

All the years he had known him, he hadn't seen him this confused and disordered. “How about you go out for a ride alone, you know. Clear your head or feed?” He suggested. “I stopped feeding directly from humans a few years ago,” Lucien said. “Except when necessary, of course,” he added. Darius looked confused. “You survive on what? blood banks?” “Yeah. And bad people's blood.” Lucien had worked hard to reduce his intake of human blood because it controlled him. Whenever he fed on humans, he couldn't stop till he killed them.

It was a miracle! Eallric's brain swapped images in his heads rapidly like a pack of cards being shuffled - from young, naive soldiers as strong as three white stallions being injected with the Pathogen Enhancers, to the soldiers slumping and dying - perhaps coughing out blood and with an intense migraine - a few hours later, for the only reason that they love their country. “Isn't there any other way the government can tackle those - creatures and keep us safe without losing soldiers?”

"That's different." Ava packed up her laptop and they walked out of the library together into the Wednesday afternoon noise, and she was thinking about what Sofia had said, about capability being the only currency she accepted, turning it over with the slow patience of someone finding the places where it was accurate, when she came around the corner toward the science wing and nearly walked into Ethan. He was coming the other direction, books under his arm, unhurried as always, and he looked at her with the mild surprise of someone who had not been expecting a collision and had not been looking for one either.

"You deserve to be happy, Grayson. If Ria's not the one for you then she's not the one for you. You already know an Alpha is his strongest when he's with his fated mate." He wasn't wrong. Alphas had their abilities enhanced after the mating ceremony with their fated one. Still, it was something I was willing to give up if I needed to. I'd already made sure my abilities were enhanced more than usual from rigorous trainings and herb medications. I could do without the extra enhancement if there was a need for it. I let out a deep exhale, considering his words for a few more minutes. I was at least glad someone was on my side. No one truly wanted to be without their fated mate.

I was sure that little human saw me healing yesterday, as she looked shocked with that dog, but meh, she didn't ask anything today, which should be a good thing for me. "Besides, there's no point in talking to her, Nicholas. She's just like everyone else, growing old soon and dying. When you come back from the far Olympics, she will have moved up a grade or even be married. Unlike you, who live this boring life and struggle with the same thoughts," I told myself, as my breath started to get a bit tight. I don't know why, but sometimes I also wonder. Since I'm no longer human and have inhuman healing speed…Shouldn't I be 100% healthy? Why do I still have this disease?