Genesis Rhapsodos Novels & Stories

This must have been her plan all along. She stood before him and started speaking, "My name is Genesis. I've always dreamt of meeting you. I can't believe my dream came true. I thank the moon goddess for granting me such an opportunity. I've always imagined how handsome you'd look up close, and I must say, Your Highness, you've surpassed my expectations. You look like you were molded by the moon goddess herself. You look so great. Scary. Yet Truly handsome."

He never explained it to her, so she wanted to find out the truth. Xzander was stunned. He looked at Thea and asked, “The Genesis Path Scripture? You know about it?” Thea nodded lightly. “Yeah, I’ve heard about it.” Xzander explained, “There are many talented powerhouses in the countless planes. The person who created the Genesis Path Scripture was a genius with great potential. He acquired great strength within just a short period, and he created the Genesis Path Scripture. Unfortunately, he died in an incident. Otherwise, with his potential, he would’ve become an existence that even the Four Ancient Races would fear.”

"Leo!" Elena’s voice didn't travel through air; it rippled through the fabric of the Aether itself. The boy suspended in the web of golden threads didn't turn his head. His eyes were wide, the pupils replaced by spinning constellations of data. He was the Genesis, the bridge between the biological past and a digital future that Silas Northwood had spent lifetimes trying to build.

"I remember the rain." "Then let's make it pour," I said, my own wings exploding from my shoulder blades in a cloud of "Obsidian-Violet" ash. "Insolent prototypes!" Vane roared, his white-gold suit flaring as he backed toward the obsidian sphere. "You think a handful of memories can stop the 'Genesis' engine? The code is already compiled! The world is already dead!" He slammed his hand against the sphere's surface, and the "Void-Gold" chains didn't break—they extended. They whipped through the vacuum like metallic serpents, targeting Dante’s wings and my throat with a speed that left trails of silver light in the dark.

They walked into a large hut which was covered with green vines, many exotic and medicinal and different range of colors of plants. The front door was slightly opened and Erza who was in front of Atarah walked in. "Olga, I brought the herbs." Erza said with a singing voice as she dropped the basket on the ground, along with other plants. "Oh, thanks you so much. Dear." Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver.

The last line flashed PROJECT GENESIS – Lead Scientist: Dr. Alaric Graves. --- A violent explosion tore through the lab as Lucien shattered the tank. The liquid gushed out, and Subject X collapsed to the floor still alive. Its eyes opened black, bottomless. “Welcome… mother. Father.” Lucien froze. Evelyn’s body went rigid. “What the hell ” “I am Genesis,” it said, voice layered with whispers. “The offspring of your sins.” Lucien lunged forward, but Genesis vanished in a blur so fast it seemed to dissolve. Blood slashed across his shoulder.

“That’s why he’s waking up.” Mira nodded. “They were designed as opposing poles.” Nadine dropped the bomb. “We need to merge them.” Everyone turned to her. “You’re out of your mind,” Carl said. “No, listen,” Nadine pushed. “They’re not separate people. They’re fragments of a broken core. Echo, Ophelia, the shard girl—they’re part of the same algorithm. That’s why they were called Genesis. They’re parts of a single memory construct.” “And what happens when you merge unstable code?” Mira asked, cautious.

Adonis said holding Trix's hand and kissed it gently. Trix hummed removing her hand from his hold. She created a huge gap between them. Just then Ella and Poppy rushed out. "Ginger, we heard noises. What happened," Ella asked worriedly. "Oh, milady, I'm truly sorry for the commotion but all is well now," Sapphire responded with panty dropping smile. "Excuse me, you are," Ella asked unimpressed. He blinked stupidly at her. "I am Prince Adonis Charming," he stated proudly.

Nora said. "But what about classes?" Fred asked. "I believe all of us here are straight A student. Besides, today is a college fair for seniors, so they wouldn't really bother about us. Let's just focus on this mess," Nora replied him. "Just so you know, I still got football practice by lunch today," Reggie said. They all glared at him and he quickly shut his mouth. "I have an idea," Alice said. They all turned to her expectantly. "Let's first identify each other's capabilities. Fred has a photographic memory, Reggie is an artist.." she was interrupted by Nora.

“You seem familiar.” “Ah. Uh. You. Mr Cavendish? Aloysius Cavendish?” Reese gabbles, looking star-struck. “Reese Mitchell. You crapped all over my great great great grandfather, Samuel. From orbit. That’s… awesome. It’s an honour to meet you, sir!”