Genetic Ascension Novels & Stories

Even though werewolves and vampires were so powerful, they still wanted to marry human women. The main reason was that they believed in pure bloodlines. The purer and nobler the blood, the stronger their children would be. That was why my parents married me and Sophie off to the two strongest clans. No matter which daughter had children, they would benefit. I smiled softly and walked over to Logan. I touched his chest with my delicate hands. Logan's face softened a little, but then he grabbed my hand hard and threw me onto the bed.

she asked eyeing a drawer critically and then closing it. “Ah”, Fiona she hummed with an air of someone realizing something, “No”, she shook her head, and “It doesn’t work like that, because Ascendant magic is basically a borrowed power from one Supreme Being, such power cannot be handed to more than one Avatar at any given point, it messes with a certain amount of the world’s balance. Us, as Ascendants are—avatars of a sort. It’s a Unique Power, hence why we are called Ascendants or Students of the University Sui Generis or Sui Generis”, she listed, “We are all Unique”, she stated, “Powerful beings that all hold one Unique Gift”, she explained at length.

Not as the old Lana who became a slave to her husband. Not as the foolish Lana who was mocked and looked down on. But as the twenty-two-year-old Lana who's still beautiful, smart, and ambitious. Even without educational qualifications, I still believe I can make a name for myself. This time, I'm not going to allow Magnus or any man to ruin me a second time. Taking a deep breath, I took the first step and made my way into the hotel. I got into the elevator and pressed the button for the second floor, where the interview would be held.

*This is why we survived. But Ravel's shout shatters the vision. "Kelly! Don't-!" She's too late. --- **The Communion** The throne's light floods me, fusing with the static. The Bastion's roots surge into my veins, its memories becoming mine. I see the garden's birth-a cosmic entity forged to nurture, twisted by mortal fear into the Bloom, the Seeds, the Hunger. Alaric kneels, tears in his eyes. "It's chosen you. The first **Ascendant**."

“If a person’s comprehensions do not match the speed of their promotion, and they end up ascending before filling the Token of Authority, they ascend as Ascenders. If they fill the Token of Authority before their ascension, they ascend as gods. As for False Ascenders, they are those that barely filled a third of their token before ascending. And unlike True Ascenders who can keep on filling their Tokens to attempt entering the realm of godhood, False Ascenders have no such privilege. Once they ascend in their false states, their progress is barred.”

His voice was steady. But I knew him. I knew how much it cost him to sound that way. Adrian nodded. “Because you were the only subject who was never meant to survive the way the others did.” My attention sharpened. “What does that mean?” Adrian leaned back slightly. “It means Ascendant was never about creating stronger humans.” The warehouse went silent. “It was about creating adaptation.” The screen behind him changed. A series of images appeared. Elon as a child. Medical records. Brain scans.

Their sacred resonance was my entire world's orbit, the cosmic masterstroke by which all future epochs would be etched across the firmament. And as my smoldering gaze met the mother's luminous stare, I knew without a shred of uncertainty that by my claw alone, the dawning of a new golden age had begun. An age of genetic ascendancy, of evolutionary supremacy realized at long last. The time of reckoning for this decadent world had arrived. THE HEIR THAT WAS THOUGHT TO BE LOST! MY HEIR... MY PUPS.

The most complete ascension, or rainbow ascension, was considered the most perfect. However, there were some incomplete ascensions, each with its own method. Winston's grandfather and father's ascension fell under the dispersion category. The so-called dispersion involved reversing all one's strength at death and breaking through to ascend. That kind of ascension process caused significant harm and was a type of mutual destruction. Winston recalled the scene of his grandfather and father's dispersion. At the time, several words were scrawled on the ground. [Star Arcanum, Mystic Gales, spiritual alchemist. How dare the three earthbound immortals act against my grandfather and father?]

and "Matter." Audrey stood at the "Omni-Valve," the final control point of the Multiversal-Forge. Around her, the versions of herself from a billion realities were merging into a single, "Primal-Architect." They were no longer "Many"; they were the "One-Who-Builds." The "Ascension" was not a flight to a higher plane; it was a "Sinking-In." It was the process of the Union becoming the "Fundamental-Force" that ensured the universe would always remain "Imperfect."

Vera's words stirred Charlie's curiosity. He quickly asked, “So, the one with the fate of the ascending dragon can ignore the laws of nature. Does that mean it's like what people say about ascension, where one can ascend like those in legends?" Vera chuckled and said, “Young Master, you're overthinking. Ascension is merely speculation derived from people's understanding of the Book of Changes and the Eight Diagrams. People often believe that by cultivating to a certain extent, they can ascend to another world, just like what we Easterners call the immortal realm or what Westerners refer to as the divine realm. However, according to my understanding of the Book of Changes and the Eight Diagra