Romans & histoires I Am The Ultimate Lifeform

"We’re your sisters. We’ve come to take you home." "I am home," Selene said, tilting her head. "I am the 'Processor.' I am currently 'Downloading' the Anchor. Once the transfer is complete, I will initiate the 'Final Format.' The Earth will be returned to its factory settings. No debt. No love. No variables." The Face-Slap of the Soul

He liked the name 'Moriah', so he decided to wipe his real name off for ever. "You will not win against me, Hadassah," he shook his head. "I have risen again, you are nothing compared to my power. My existence was prophesied and also," he waved his hand at the dead bodies and blood. "These lives were also prophesied, they were meant to be dead," he grimaced like a beast. "There is nothing which can stop me, because I AM THE LORD OF LIFE! I am immortal and I CAN NOT BE KILLED!"

Right then, the sun was shining brightly in the sky. Alex’s daughter, Bubbles, had fallen on a tree ten meters away. She was stuck among the branches, and she cried loudly. “Bubbles, I’ve lost my legs, and I’ve been wounded all over. I really can’t reach you. You can cry for now. Let me rest for a bit!” Alex said helplessly. He then retrieved some pills from his storage ring and swallowed them. After that, he started healing himself. Both his legs were chopped off by the void rifts. However, with the peculiar powers of the Ultimate Book of Medicine, the dead could be brought back to life, and one could regain lost flesh and bones. So Alex only needed some time to let his legs grow again.

" I say as I look him right in the eye before slowly showing him, my half-beast form. Which was a leopard in a human structure. " I do not have a name but I go by a serial number which is Version 4.1. I was created by accident but I was trained all the same. I was created without a purpose, which made me the odd one out. I was kept under one Version, Version 2, and isolated away from the others until the death of Version 4 where I was immediately wheeled out to be his replacement..... No one even noticed that I replaced Version 4 and we look nothing alike... Sad isn't it? We are nothing more than replaceable pawns in this cruel game of chess. "

He has quick reflexes quick, and his endurance and stamina are strong. I think that I've created something far greater than a super soldier. I've created an ultimate weapon that can lead us to victory against the demons.

he said irritatedly that made my eyes popped out. "Hey wait, who are you and why do you know my past name and why are you reading my mind without my permission?" I asked him then snob, hmp, he's handsome but he even overcame having monthly menstruation. "Excuse me, first of all, I am your Hold Being, my name is Life Salvation. Second, the reason why I know your past life and name is because, when you were born in Mundo da Fantasia you were destined to be my Owner, so I'm watching you until you grow up, but I'm not going to give my Hold to a sloth like you! " he said im super irritated manners that made my forehead wrinkled. This frickining shit called me sloth? How dare him!

" I am Doom! And will forever be Doom, No one crosses my path unless he desired death and chaos, I have been Absorbing Galaxies and Planets for Centuries now, This time when I Lord Doom has finally gain control over this Reality " " Reality will fall "

Not black. Not silver. Gold. A message slowly formed inside it. NINTH WORLD INITIALIZING. Elara stared. Auren whispered, "But you gave everyone freedom." Elara nodded. "Yes." "Then who is creating the ninth world?" Elara looked at the crack. Her smile disappeared. Because she already knew the answer. The message changed. CREATOR: UNKNOWN. Then another line appeared. PURPOSE: UNKNOWN. And finally— FIRST LIFEFORM: ELIAS. Elara's heart stopped. She turned toward him. Elias was gone.

“Then who created me?” Silence. Her mother finally whispered: “You did.” Elena frowned. “That makes no sense.” “You created yourself.” Adrian stepped closer. “How?” Her mother looked at him. “Through the fourth life.” Elena’s head began spinning. “I don’t understand.” “You were the original consciousness.” Her mother pointed toward the doorway. “You existed before the Source.” “You were the first being capable of creating life.” “And when you realized your own power was destroying everything around you…” She paused.

As soon as Teresa left the room, I reached over for the burner phone and my little recorder that had already been prepped. He fumbled the phone from his pocket and answered on the third ring, and I hit play. His eyes widened, and he started looking around the room as if afraid. I removed the recorder and spoke to him for the first time. "This is Gabriel, Sofia's son. You don't have long to live. In the next few minutes, you will lose the ability to speak, your limbs will atrophy, and your airwave will be blocked."