Genesis 200 Novels & Stories

"Remember your tasks, prioritize protecting the brood mothers, especially Erika. Architects and scientists retreat to the nursery and complete project!" "Yes, Great Voice!" Different voices resounded at David's ears at the same time, which threw him off for a couple of seconds. "Work on your volume...geez..." He scratched his ear and got back to the fights. --- At the center of Genesis, a four stories high building stood out from the rest. It had a rectangular shape and filled with windows made of diverse crystals. Inside, each brood mother had a comfortable room to lay eggs and pass time with their offsprings. But now, There were ballistae on the roof, couple with unfinished projects that b

Daniel looked up, his face pale with ash and fear, and pointed a trembling finger toward the center of the room. Baraka stepped into the pale light. Standing in the center of the training dojo was the culmination of Old World science and New World biology. Project Genesis did not look like the grotesque, hulking Hounds. It was disturbingly sleek, standing exactly six feet tall. Its body was a flawless, anatomical masterpiece of engineered muscle, plated in a seamless, organic bio-armor that shifted effortlessly between the color of polished graphite and blinding white. But it was the chest cavity that drew the eye. Beneath a layer of translucent, bulletproof biological glass, a crystalline l

Then it was gone. “Genesis rewrites what’s broken,” Damian said. “She’s better now. Stronger. Ready.” I backed up until my spine hit the cold concrete wall. My breath came fast, too fast. “There’s no version of this where you win.” “That’s where you’re wrong.” The vault behind him opened wider. Shapes moved in the light. Dozens. Hundreds. People? No. Not people anymore. Bodies rebuilt. Minds wiped clean. Genesis’s army—perfect, obedient, waiting.

"You're a weapon. Designed, created, deployed. And tonight, your creators are taking you home." Euna's power surged. "I don't have creators. I have parents. Family. People who love me." "You have engineers. Architects. Scientists who've been guiding your development since before you were born." The leader's voice was fanatical. "And they're very proud of how you've turned out. Project Genesis is finally complete." "What's Project Genesis?" "You are." Before Euna could respond, more attackers poured into the room. Dozens. Enhanced. Coordinated. Prepared.

"You mean revenge?" Sebastian shrugged away. "I mean rebirth." He pointed to a tablet. Lazarus handed it over. On the screen: MonteTech Genesis Protocol [Status: Locked] [Access: Biological heir only] Sebastian's voice dropped to a hiss. "Then we make a new heir." Lazarus stiffened. "You… want to design someone?" Sebastian's voice was flat. Too flat. "No. We don't make. We steal." A beat that was long.

"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.”

The backup contained the original Genesis architecture and enough information to rebuild the system. I told him we would destroy it. Arthur smiled. He said we couldn't. Because he hadn't brought us there to protect the archive. He had brought us there to offer us a choice. He walked toward the central table and opened a metal case. Inside was a small device connected to several cables. He said the device contained the final version of Genesis. Unlike the old Covenant, this version didn't require an organization or a bloodline. It could operate independently. It could monitor governments.

"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."

Charles was still stubbornly trapped in his delusions, and he screamed, "Just wait a little more! I have to be right, my superpower lets me see the future!" Having lost her trust in him, Iris shook her hand out of his grip and ran straight out the door. However, the weather outside had already become -94°F, and there was no more electricity and water, much less any transportation, so she had no choice but to return to the Dennings. Sipping another warm cup of milk tea, I activated my generator. Because of the weather, the surveillance footage was cut out more often than not, but I could tell what was going on at their place through the comments in real time.