Genocidal Humanoidz Lyrics Novels & Stories

The werewolves fought with their muscular power while the human beings fought with silver. The war that followed led to so much destruction and bloodshed that it was heart-rending, blood flowed like rivers and carcasses of dead bodies littered the ground. Within a day the human and the werewolf population was halved. That night Moon Goddess appeared at the sunset and cursed us.…" “What the hell are you doing here? How dare you enter Grandfather’s cavern!” Sandilo’s voice boomed in the cave as he stormed inside. Vivian turned reflexively to find Sandilo standing near the entrance. Her eyes raked over his body. He seemed leaner than the last time. His eyes were sunken in and dark shadows loome

The people of my pack begged me, I had nothing to do, I only Stand there watching them falling and dieing, plant are dieing, animals are dieing, the water have turn red, and the sky have turned dark with heavy air destroying everything. "I told you not to reject her, I will never forgive you Alpha dean." Red shouted and fall on the floor and died. The moon goddess appeared. "What's happening, help us." I screamed. She laughed. "No help is coming to you, it's time for your pack go be vanished and destroyed." She said. "No please, you have to help me, my subjects are dieing, please do something." I pleaded.

And painted across it, in dripping red letters that I hope wasn’t human blood, was a single sentence. WE KNOW YOU ARE A GHOST. BUT GHOSTS CAN STILL BURN. I stared at the words. The last remaining shred of my humanity—the part of me that still hoped I could win this war without destroying the city—withered and died in the ashes of that room. Since Elon Peterson didn't want a corporate rivalry, I’ll give him what he wanted— a massacre. Aziel stepped up beside me, his eyes skimming across the message, and his jaw clenching so tightly a muscle ticked in his cheek.

Lucia’s POV I got into the last cell and nearly puked. Bodies of children in their preteens. Dozens of them. I lowered to the ground to touch the nearest one. It was still warm like he had just been killed. “Suicide,” someone said behind me. “We are taught to kill ourselves rather than be captured.” My ears picked up on the pronoun that she used. We. I turned around, reaching for my second gun, the one that contained the serums for the humanoids. The woman did not flinch when she saw it.

"S-so?" “You have illyrian DNA and you are a female, hence you are of high importance. I do not know the real motive behind his actions, but I do know that he is truly desperate to re-create the Lyra race. And because of him, many innocent humans have died in those facilities back on Earth. For all I know, he might be also responsible for the outbreak currently happening on your planet. I believe that he somehow must’ve found out that there were humans roaming the Earth with Lyra blood running through their veins so he created Zion, the virus purposely designed to solely wipe out those who didn’t carry the Lyra gene,” Madeleine’s heart plummeted into her stomach at the hearing of his words,

“I stand before you not as conqueror, but as savior. With the Eidolon Drive, we have transcended the limitations of flesh. War, disease, famine - relics of a bygone age. Humanity has evolved.” He turned toward the camera, smile sharp as broken teeth. “I am not your king. I am your reflection.” The audience – composed of leaders, AI councilors, and digital hybrid avatars - stood and applauded. Luca raised his hands once more. “And now… we bury the last of the chaos. Let her name be spoken no more.” He reached forward to initiate *Final Erasure*—a command that would delete every record of me from all systems. A cleansing of memory. A total wipe.

The world outside seemed to make fun of me, with all the orange shadows that rose to the eaves of the window, confirming that that was my destiny; fire, blood and ashes. I lay down with the loudest chords of that sad and touching song, which talked about taking an angel by the wings and begging for another time of life, begging him to stay. I still had the crown in hand when I felt the music touch my soul, when a chorus of voices whispered the song like a prayer, and I cried. I cried for the music and the sadness I felt in Vraxlon's words. I cried for the human bodies that died before that one and for the weight it meant to carry that soul. I cried for understanding the revolt of the lesser

*"Congratulations. You defeated Generation Two. You infected them with conscience. You proved again that you value humanity over capability. And you've given me exactly what I needed—proof that conscience can be weaponized. That guilt can be transferred. That Generation One protocols can spread even when hosts resist. Generation Three will incorporate this. Will use your compassion as attack vector. Will transform humanity by making them feel guilty about remaining human. Thank you for the final piece. Thank you for ensuring my success. —Marcus" I stared at the message. At the revelation. At the understanding that I'd been played again. That defeating Generation Two had taught Marcus exactly

The moon was almost directly above us which meant we were nearing the mating ceremony. We had all finished our food, enjoying each other’s company, and probably drinking too much fire water. I was near the bottom of another cup when an omega made his way to the front of our table. I put my cup down and greeted the omega “What can I do for you Tahir?” Tahir looked down and I could tell he was clearly upset. “Tahir what could possibly be wrong on such a joyous occasion?” Tahir took a deep breath and casted a scowl at my Luna. “Tahir, I command you to speak now and speak true.” Dakota had pushed his way to the front ready to defend Jennie if need be, I just hope that’s not where this was headed

He squeezed me and gently rubbed my stomach. "Well, I like it. By the way, you're not human either, or did you forget that?" My eyes widened, and I slightly turned my head to look up at him. "Damn, you're right. I guess it'll take a little while to dust the human- ness off my genes, considering my family has been human for generations. I still am human to a point. So yeah...fat." I said in a little chuckle. "Whatever you want to call it, I like."