Genesis Angeal Novels & Stories

"You are a living vessel. The successful fusion of the Moreno and Valentine blue virus. You were created for a single purpose—to bring this dead empire back to the surface of the earth." ​She extended her hand. In it was the golden box that had fallen into the pond. The box opened on its own. The embryo inside was no longer small; it was growing rapidly, taking on a strange shape. It looked like a small dragon, its skin ruby red. ​"This embryo is not yours and Lucas’s, Sophia," she said with a manic laugh. "This is the 'Genesis Protocol.' The moment you stepped into this pond, your body's virus gave life to this embryo. Tonight, when this dragon spreads its wings, the city of Quebec—and then

“A missing piece.” Evelyn shook her head. “That’s impossible.” He finally turned toward her, eyes dark with knowledge she didn’t want to hear. “Evelyn, Genesis wasn’t born from a machine. It was born from human data, neural mapping, psychological imprints, stolen identity frameworks, black-market tech no one was supposed to use.” He exhaled sharply. “I didn’t realize how deep it went.” “What does that mean?” “It means Genesis and everything that followed may have fragments of human personalities in it.” He held her gaze. “Fragments it considers… relatives.”

The Engineering of the Seed-Ship The Genesis was a masterpiece of dual-heritage engineering. Its core contained a dormant fragment of the 1956 Rose, housed in a containment field designed by the brightest Vanderwall minds. Surrounding it was a library of every "Certified Fresh" story, song, and poem ever recorded—the Vance contribution to the mission.

"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.

Marco's eyes never left Echo, a silent communication passing between father and son, and I could hear Echo bristling in the corner, a low hum of restrained anger. "Yes, hybrids indeed can drink from pure bloods with no problem," Cree finished, his voice calm, "and from what you tell me, it was a tiny amount; it shouldn't have affected you in any way." He looked at me expectantly, sensing there was more. I looked down at my fingers, twisting themselves around each other, a nervous habit, unable to meet his gaze. "What aren't you saying, Genesis?" Cree's voice was gentle, but firm. I looked my father in the eyes, afraid to confess what I had truly done, the depth of my transgression. He raised

“My Genesis Heavenly Path Power is only in its initial stage. It will only work on living beings below the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Fifth Tribulation.” Upon hearing that, James could not help but take a deep breath.

She knew about Arthur. She knew about the Covenant. But there was something she had never told anyone. She wasn't simply another child affected by Genesis. She was the original reason Genesis had been created. Daniel immediately asked what she meant. Anna explained that before she and I were born, my grandfather had discovered something unusual about our mother's bloodline. The genetic sequence could potentially produce children capable of interacting with systems designed to control biological authorization. My grandfather believed this could be used to create a safeguard against the organization's abuse of power.

When their eyes land on us—on Zane standing there beside me—the shock in their expressions is unmistakable. Nero’s brows knit together, his mouth opening and closing as he tries to find words, while Osiris just stares, a storm of emotions flickering across his face. “What the fuck? Zane?” Nero’s voice is low, incredulous. “How…?” Zane clears his throat, his gaze steady as he meets Nero’s eyes. “I know it sounds impossible, but… I was given a second chance. The Moon Goddess sent me back. She said it wasn’t my time yet.”

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.

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