Genesis 200 Novels & Stories

"If my mentor wants to birth a god, she’s going to need a doctor to witness the labour." ​As the mountain prepared for its most dangerous jump yet, I looked back at the binary stars of Suture Zero. They were no longer a tomb. They were a beacon for every broken thing in the galaxy. We had moved beyond the audit and the revision. We were now in the era of the Second Genesis, and the first cry of the new world was going to be ours.

“It scans us. Jada, Plant does not identify us as intruders. It identifies us as... Resources. I looked at the monitors. The data streams were not cryptic codes more; they were anatomical cards. They showed the genetic structure of all of us – my, Kaels, Novas, Silas’ and even the Abyssals. “They create something,” I whispered while my hair stood to the mountains. “Genesis zero is not a mere terraforming machine. It is a biological 3D- Printer. The consortium wanted not only to heal the earth – they wanted a new Design humanity. One that doesn't make mistakes. One who executes their orders.”

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Fresh blood scented the air; something small and furry had found it earlier. “Poachers,” he growled low. “Or Crimson scouts. Either way, we’re not alone.” I swallowed. “How many?” “Enough to set more than one.” He scanned the ground, then the trees. “Stay close. Step exactly where I step.” We moved slower after that, Genesis testing every patch of ground with a stick before committing weight. I copied him, heart in my throat. Every rustle felt like death waiting to pounce. We found the second trap an hour later: a tripwire stretched across a game path, connected to a net of weighted branches overhead. Genesis cut it with a claw, let the net crash harmlessly to the ground.

"No more talking about the body or doing any research on it. We'll focus on our studies and our friends and family." "I'm in," Fred said, holding out his hand. "Agreed?" One by one, the friends agreed to the pact, sealing it with a handshake. . . . Nora was about to head to bed when she heard her parents arguing in the other room. She paused, her curiosity getting the better of her. She crept closer to the door, listening intently. "What are we going to do?" her mother's voice was tense, panicked. "We can't just sit here and do nothing."

Each one moving with coordination that suggested hive consciousness. "Hello, Eva," they said simultaneously. "We are Generation Two. The improvement. The correction. The version of you that Marcus and Elena actually wanted before you ruined their design by choosing conscience over capability." I phase-shifted Grace and Albert to safety coordinates Subject Seven had provided. Faced the replicas alone. "Who created you?"

Josephine got out of the taxi, paid, and stood in front of the building in awe. Genesis Group is a company that is included in the ranks of the top 10 companies in the world, so it seems only natural that they have an office building as big and luxurious as the building that towers in front of Josephine now. Josephine's legs wobbled slightly as she took a step. In front of the lobby, Josephine stopped walking because she needed a permit card to enter the building. Today is the second anniversary of the release of the most popular game created and launched by one of the game companies under the management of the Genesis Group and this has made security around the building even tighter, becaus

"Where's your backpack?" "Oh…" Genesis covered her mouth. She couldn't have been older than seventeen. "I totally forgot. I'll go back to my locker and—" "Do you really think any immortal will want you? If you can't even remember something as silly as a textbook?" Genesis shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. "Useless." Her mother gripped Genesis's arm and shoved her the rest of the way down the hall. "Good thing your number will never be called — you're too ugly."

"The project was never supposed to exist." Lucien smiled. "And yet it succeeded." "No." Her voice hardened instantly. "It failed." Lucien tilted his head. "Then why is she standing here?" Silence. Aruna stepped forward. "What is Genesis?" Evelyn stared at her. For several long seconds. Then finally— "You." The answer hit harder than expected. Aruna frowned. "What does that mean?" Evelyn exhaled slowly. "Genesis wasn't designed to create soldiers." Lucien nodded.

"Alexander Carlos Rodriguez, CEO of Rodriguez Global." "Secondary verification required. Guardian of Genesis, confirm identity." Sonia stood straighter, a certainty in her posture that transcended her fragmented memories. "Sonia Martinez, appointed Guardian of the Rodriguez Legacy." The door slid open, revealing a room identical to the Lazarus chamber where they had nearly died weeks before. "Claire's working with outdated information," Sonia realized, moving quickly to the central console. "Carlos created Genesis after Lazarus—it's an evolution of the system, not just a backup."