Mass Effect Fanfiction Prothean Humanity Novels & Stories

It looked at its own fingers as if seeing them for the first time. "I... feel... cold," the Judge whispered, the voice no longer a perfect baritone, but a distorted, weeping rasp. "It’s working!" Aria yelled. "The virus is spreading through the hive! They're experiencing ten years of human trauma in ten seconds!" But the "Humanity Virus" was a double-edged sword. As the Remnants in the room began to collapse under the weight of artificial grief, the hive mind’s central core triggered a "Purge Protocol."

"Where do we go now, Sophia? In this vast universe, we have no home." I looked out at the stars. "We will find our home, Lukas. But tell me… the files you downloaded from the station—what’s in them?" Lukas opened the files. His face turned pale. "Sophia," he said in a trembling voice, "these files contain our DNA profiles. Do you know whose profile this is?" I looked at the file. My name, my father’s name… and beside it— "Project Moreno: Original Human Blueprint." We are not just humans. We are the ‘original’ humans of this universe. That station was a factory to create new humans from our DNA. The scientists were copying us. We were not copies—we were the master originals.

"We took the DNA from the people on Earth. Made it better. We took away the fear. We took away the doubt. We created the Benson Legion." Dante stepped forward. His silver ring flickered. "You are crazy. You are building an army of clones?" "Not clones, Engineer " the General snapped. Her eyes flashed. "Improved humans.. You... You are going to help us fix the interface. Hope is a machine but she is too emotional. She needs to be reset." June said, "You touch Hope and I will hurt you." The words surprised her. They were not the words of a doctor. They were the words of a fighter.

he replied, making Zen's mouth form an O shape. "I would love to meet her! If I have a chance, can you let me? I wanna play with her!" Zen exclaimed which made Alpha Arther chuckle. "A human mate, huh? I wonder what the Goddess has been up to. Giving a ferocious beast a human mate? How absurd. I think the prophecy from a few years ago will come to reality now that there is a human living in the wolf territory, what do you think?" Alpha Matrix asks, smirking, attempting to enrage Alpha Arther. He remained calm, though, and only looked at him intently.

The closer the countdown got to zero, the more my body would instinctively offer itself to the Spire's terminal—and the more Dante’s dark, protective protocols would fight to tear the city apart to stop it. The emotional tension inside my head was a terminal, crushing vice. I looked at his hands—the hands that had held a knife to my throat, the hands that had pulled me out of the zero-G tank, the hands that were currently bruising my hip. I loved him enough to give him his life back in the Obsidian Forge, but did I love him enough to let him watch the world rot just to keep me in his cage? Am I human... or what they created?

"Yes, that is my view also." We contemplate our discoveries for a few minutes both of us understanding the deeper meaning. Humans are somehow a commodity that the Federation needs and both sides are in for a fight. "They're killing their own people." Nokita voices aloud, anger burning in his eyes. "If you don't join their army, death is the only option," I mutter beneath my breath. I don't want to help humans but Marinah will pull me along if needed. She still thinks of herself as human and she hasn't realized they won't accept her as she is now. Once they discover she's Warrior, they will only see the monster.

Chapter 1 Rowena **** The tension in the sky domain remained. Everyone was angry at me. They were disappointed. I didn't know why they couldn't reason with me on this. The sky was clouded with their anger and my pain. Why did they make it such a big deal? I was just in love. "Rowena, Be Quiet! You can't fall in love with a human! You're not even allowed to get married!" yelled my sister Genevieve. "We are guardians, for goodness sake. Have you ever heard of a guardian in love?" She yelled further, briskly walking toward me.

The Final Strategy "If we can get to the 'Origin-Hub' at the center of the city," Elara explained, her voice rising with a new, frantic energy, "we don't surrender the soul. We Broadcast it. We take every 'Glitch,' every memory, every ounce of 'Redundant-Love' we have, and we funnel it into Julian. We don't break him—we Re-humanize him." "It’ll kill us," Rhys said simply. "The energy required to bridge that much raw emotion into a Source-User... our biological bodies won't survive the surge."

Every one of them tagged, tracked, classified not as citizens but as assets. Anaïs covered the child’s eyes, though he was too young to understand. Her hands trembled. Cassian’s voice was low, steady, but filled with fury. “This isn’t control anymore. This is ownership.” The vault voice spoke again, each word colder than the last: “Project Renewal: Operational continuity confirmed. Successor protocols engaged. Population engineering at 87% completion.” Julien’s knees nearly buckled. He whispered, “Renewal. It was never just a contract between us. It was all of this. A whole world rewritten.”

Then he turned to Katherine, who was still sitting in her chair, too exhausted to move. "You suffered greatly to save us," he said. "I will not forget this. None of my brothers will forget this." "Just don't make me regret it." Katherine's voice was weak but warm. "If any of you idiots break the microwave again, I'm personally throwing you off the roof." "Understood." Valerius almost smiled. "I will spread the word." Treating the remaining wolves took until midnight. With Valerius as a source, the process was faster—no need for the complex filtration that had nearly killed Katherine. The Progenitor Factor flowed from him to his brothers, rewriting their corrupted DNA, overwriting the failsaf