Generation Hero Novels & Stories

Theria giggled and trotted off to say high to the crew. As they entered the training area a man wearing a stag skull helmet greeted him. He smelled like pine and the forest, and he looked like a huntsman from the middle ages. Slung across his back a Dragonuv sniper rifle and modern compound bow complete with arrows. “So the whelp finally arrives. The name is Herne the Hunter.” “Warren Vandal, a descendant of Troy,” He held out his hand and hoped the sniper would take it. A smile appeared through the thick beard, “The queen didn't tell us who you were. She just said you would be joining the team,” His voice remained friendly and even. “How is the eidolon?”

"The third generation developed emotional dependency." "The fourth became violent." "The fifth became uncontrollable." Marco looked horrified. "And Aruna?" Silence. Then Lucien answered. "Generation Six." The tunnel seemed to grow colder. Aruna suddenly understood why Evelyn looked so afraid. Because if Genesis truly existed— Then there were others. "How many survived?" The question left her lips before she could stop it. Evelyn looked away. Lucien answered immediately. "Three." Silence. Aruna's pulse stopped. Three.

"A program designed to create super-soldiers, using advanced genetic engineering and technology." Maya's eyes widened in horror as the truth dawned on her. She was a product of the Genesis Project, a creature created in a laboratory, designed to be a super-soldier. But what did that mean for her future? And what lay in store for her now that she knew the truth?

“Do you think we’re in Bellum now? Like, in the game itself?” The girl leaned back as she thought about it for a moment. “Now that you mention it, this does feel familiar,” she replied. “It is all very similar, however nothing is identical.” “Wait. What’cha mean, not identical?” “For one thing, respawning was mostly a cutscene, neh? We would watch a video of us stepping out of the regeneration chamber, which looked very different, and then would go into the processing chamber. From there, we would claim our insured loadouts, pay insurance premiums, then re-equip ourselves.

Forcing us toward kill zone where quantum weapons could fire without friendly casualties. My phone buzzed. Text from The Architect. *"You healed him. Impressive. Generation One capabilities include consciousness transfer through physical contact. You can heal. You can harm. You can transform anyone you touch into prototype like yourself. That's why we need you, Eva. That's why you can't escape. That's why this chase ends with your capture regardless of how many people you kill trying to avoid it."* Another text.

He was terrified of becoming the monster that would hurt her. Harper didn't stop. "You promised me we'd fight together, Mr. Sterling," Harper said, her voice dropping to a soft, unwavering whisper. "And I don't run from the fire." She stepped closer. The ambient heat in the crater was staggering, blistering her skin and singeing the edges of her uniform. But as she walked, her blue eyes flared with blinding, pure white Architect energy. She wasn't just a human anymore either. She was the wielder of the Genesis codes.

This was the bloodline of the Caden family, their indomitable spirit, their pride, which would be passed down from generation to generation. Feeling a mix of emotions, James looked at Jacopo and Xainte again. “Although I’m a Hymnos God, I also originated from the Genesis World and have many friends here.” He sighed lightly, “I just don’t know if they are still around.” “Who are the ones you mentioned?” Xainte asked, blinking her beautiful eyes. “Yegor Sadler,” James smiled. “Yancy Quaid, Gladwin Warrick, Yaquis Holiness, and Mattaniah Cerghal.”

Richard answered the phone politely. "Hey, there might be something I need your help with." "Please go ahead, Dr. Truman. I'll do my best. However, I may not be able to deal with Dominic," Richard replied helplessly. It was beyond his capability. They would only have a chance if they had enough evidence to ask one of Aurelia's four divine generals for help. Aurelia was renowned for its technological and martial prowess, particularly its four divine generals—Cobalt Dragon, Vermilion Phoenix, Obsidian Gryphon, and Ivory Unicorn.

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long.

“I might have freed you from my cage Eve but it's too tough for me to move on now as you have occupied my heart which only beats for you. I can’t move on now baby and neither I won’t let you move on. Go Eve, live your life but remember you were my mine, you are mine and you'll remain mine only. I will come hell or high water to win you back but this time you will come to me yourself willingly. ‘Cause this time I don’t need a Genie but my soulmate, my wifey, my Eve." End of season 1. Wait for the sequel. It will be published soon.