Novel & Cerita Genio

“Or maybe because I have it, that’s why I know it’s meaningless.” I just gave a soft nod. “But sometimes, it’s the absence that gives things meaning,” I said, “death makes life meaningful. Sadness makes happiness meaningful.” Gerard smiled. “I forgot I was speaking to an art genius.” “I'm not all that.” The smile lingered on my lips. Gerard paused. “Do you think you can’t be a genius because you’re a Recessive?” My body went rigid. “ My IQ test came out, and I was 135. That’s not genius.” Something broke in his voice. “Even with the drugs I created, I had to work with other people. I couldn’t do it all on my own.”

How could such a mediocre child get into Legendary Youth Academy? Jenson changed his words. “But Jens inherited my daddy’s genius gene. He has a super memory and can memorize everything at a single glance. Apart from communication difficulties, there are almost no other shortcomings.” Hearing these words, Monster stopped paying attention to Jenson. “Such hasty last-minute efforts, what kind of abilities could he have possibly learned?”

His expressions morphed as if he was reading something interesting. The article was all about Geno-Scripts and their mechanics. However, It was not the complexity of details that hooked him, but the simplicity of explanations. The article was much so simple even a 4-years-old could read, but it slipped in some extremely insightful information in an extremely humorous and clever manner. In fact, if not given proper thought, people might even dismiss the article written by some child, but Creed knew it wasn't. It seemed like someone who had some great insights about them wrote it.

Did he just correct me about the 'tarmac' thingy? Nailing na lang ako. Prince Liam's IQ is 150 making him an almost genius kaya 'di nakakapagtaka na he's a logophile. The man is more alert and excited with synonyms, antonyms, and homonyms like he's the offspring of Merriam Webster and Oxford. I even heard his cousin say that a unique word or puzzle will give him a boner than a drop-dead gorgeous woman.

I remain silent during this process, still not sure what to think about this situation. “Oh, this isn’t good.” Axel exclaims, checking his phone. “I have an alert, the police are looking for a fugitive with telekinetic abilities who may be able to identify a high-risk Abnormal known as a ‘Mimic’.” He looks confused and turns to Myah, “Do you know what a Mimic is?” He asks. She doesn’t show any reaction but simply states; “I can’t think of anything relating to that, CC?” Myah looks towards her sister for a further response,

The cost of her desired attainment. Gena giggled into the phone like a teenage girl. She loved older men because she could dress and act while they ate up the act and she never needed to reveal anything about the real person behind her eyes. They were so easy to get them to do her bidding. Paulo was no different. He longed to relive his youth, even if just for a moment, and Gena’s youth granted him that opportunity. All she had to do was a purr in his ear and agree that he was her daddy, and she was his baby girl. He’s willing to do anything for some intimate affection.

He will go back to the year when he's still powerful. Celine was able to get back to her place after that unexpected encounter with Dr. Genius. She calls him that because of a magazine article from the past. Little does she know that his lack of manners compensated by being a genius. But he never allows pictures during his interviews. She never thought that he would look gorgeous in person.

Though it was quite a few, two or three, as a matter of fact, and he hadn’t been bitter about it because he thought there was no need, anyway. He knew he wasn’t an expert in this thing called marriage and dating but from his big sister’s stories, having dated many men in the past, he had come up with a few things to add. “We have a guest here today, beautiful people. His name is John Obinna. He is known as the Little Genius. He studied sciences before he migrated to Arts. I can go on and on to list his interests…you know. Today, only today, you can ask the Little Genius questions on Mathematics; he will be your Messiah” she laughed and turned to him “Or is it Saviour?”

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I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says: