Generation Hero 소설 & 이야기

More fear and hatred is instilled as ERA eventually resorts to drastic measures and starts to hunt down and forcefully capture every single Negative they could get their hands on, finally showing their true colors for the whole human world to see. Earth American Continent, New York State Year: 2073 Using the genetical engineering and a few hundreds of subjects belonging to their fellow neighbours from planet Proxima Centauri, commonly known as Laxian, ERA lastly creates an army of genetically enhanced individuals, called the BloodHounds, designed to search and retrieve the last remaining Negatives.

****** Cillian Happy birthday to me. I fought and didn’t get murdered by a Hybrid. Send cake. They are the same size as regular shifters but much more unpredictable. Their humans are unable to reign in any of their instincts so it’s a bloodbath for survival, they will not retreat. At all. We sadly lost a man. I was bitten on the hand but will heal. Thanks to you I have survived my prophecy. ****** His tone was light but I knew how important crossing that fated milestone was to him, and Gen.

The General mused and read the first chapter of the story projected on the wall. The Blitzkrieg is a bitch. And the people hunting them are fucked up assholes with crystals--- the color of moss. Hestia, the ultimate tyrant, has the power to make everyone obey her every command. And her best friend, Hera, can erect impenetrable walls that can withstand nuclear explosions. Together they're unstoppable. Thankfully, they're not evil. "He's no poet," the General commented. Fulgar laughed. "You see, sir," said Fulgar. "He knew about the Altarian hunters and the theory of their tracking method. There's also the fact that two more had joined their ranks, a girl who can teleport instantly and another

After a first try, Hestia found out that she was pregnant and the two couldn't be happier. Hestia gave birth to a beautiful baby boy and the heir to the throne of the House Astaril, Helios Archer Cirillo Astaril. Then three years later, Hecate gave birth to their beautiful daughter. This time they used Hestia's bone marrow to fertilize Hecate's eggs. The spare heir to the throne of House Astaril, Hela Akira Cirillo Astaril. After a few months of Hestia giving birth to her son, Archer. Her father sadly passed away due to cancer, and he's been hiding his illness from everyone.

And a smile that looked heartbreakingly familiar. She looked like Hope. She looked like Ava. She looked like Emma. Yet somehow— She looked like none of them. The girl stepped through the doorway. The entire ORIGIN system immediately responded. Every light brightened. Every screen activated. Every shattered pod stopped moving. Reality itself seemed to pause. As if recognizing authority. The girl looked directly at Emma. And smiled. "Hello, Mother." Emma's knees nearly gave out. The Whole Emma lowered her head. Replacement. Genesis Zero.

It showed a massive gestation pod, filled with fluid, anchored deep within the hull of a UN black-site supercarrier. "The good news," Eliana said, offering a tight, humorless smile, "is that Malik’s spies jumped the gun. Genesis is not ready. Growing a central nervous system capable of handling Tier Four kinetic and gravitational outputs without incinerating itself will take them at least another year. We have time before the ultimate weapon wakes up." A collective, massive exhale of relief swept through the room. Jabari slumped back against his chair. "The bad news," Eliana continued, shattering the relief instantly, "is that the UN isn't just sitting on their hands while their god incubate

“Doesn’t that always happen if you don’t catch them? Their scent starts to fade as they get further away until you don’t have it any longer?” Bree, my Gamma, is another life-long friend, whose father was, you guessed it, my father’s Gamma. Born only a few weeks behind me, Bree’s parents decided to follow in my parents’ footsteps and declare that as the eldest Bree, she would be the Gamma heir. Granted, once I became Alpha, I could have named whomever I wanted to the ranked positions, but it’s tradition for those to be inherited positions just like an Alpha. Fortunately, much like Cayden, Bree and I have always been friends and being in a similar position herself (she’s one of the only female