Perfect Human Novels & Stories

asked the person who bumped into Tukijo. She is Maemunah the beautiful, smart, and popular girl. Reportedly, she is the prettiest girl in the entire XI class. Her face was pure white, like snow. However, her nature is not as cold as snow, she is a friendly, sociable, and helpful child. The girl comes from class XI Natural Sciences 1. "It's okay, I'm just surprised," said Tukijo looking at Maemunah's face. He was fascinated with her beauty.

How can they be too much then? "We are two positive and we don't attract, we are too strong for each other, we are perfect but our perfection is just too much," Logan says. "Then what do you two need?" I ask them. "We need a negative, as a matter of speech, we need something to neutralize the both of us, and that's why we need humans, you're the ones to make us neutral, we're perfect mates, but we're not perfect, we need something more, something we can provide for each other," Hunter explains why they need a human.

Even her body and all over. "You know what I'll say if your Father was here and he called this work imperfect?" He asked, gaze fixed on the board. "What?" "If all we ever look for are the flaws of man, we never would have found the word "beauty". He is forgetting one thing. The imperfection of humans is what makes humans. I know this artwork is nothing close to reality but to the ones who can relate it to their lives," he paused. "to their dreams, they know that it is the perfect handwork in existence."

(THE PERFECT ONE) “THE perfect one.” Nate could only clench his hands into a tight fists. While he couldn’t dare to say a word, nor argue anymore with Haruna. All after what she just said to him and the truth that they are all approaching the end. “We both may be the offspring of the prominent ones in our respective world and book, but only one of us is the perfect one.” Haruna suddenly whispers. Holding back her emotions to draw that certain regret and pain not towards Haru, but all to herself. A fact that Nate is never dumb to not read and recognize, yet he chooses to stay silent regardless of things.

Surprisingly, my soul floated midair. I didn't disappear right away. I watched Healer Petra Holmes gasp the moment the scalpel dove into my skin, and only one kidney was found. "Why does she only have one kidney?" she boomed. "This is ridiculous! How could they make her donate her kidney when she only has one? This is murder!" Just then, her assistant panicked and yelled, "Healer Petra, the patient's stopped breathing. What's going on?"

He mirrored my actions and we had a mini stare down for a few seconds. "Maybe I haven't found the right one." I laughed in his face, "There's no such thing as the right one." He seemed taken aback by my amusement, "There is. Why would you say that?" "There's no perfect person out there. You just have to find a pretty good person and deal with their flaws for the rest of your life." I stated. "No one said anything about perfection. I'm saying, the right person wouldn't have you questioning your feelings even when they mess up." His statement left me thinking deep.

"What if I can't? What if I'm too far gone?" "I was Subject 0001. Perfect weapon. Complete programming. Absolutely certain I was too far gone to be human. And I was wrong. If I can find humanity, anyone can. Even you. Especially you." Subject 0217—whose real name was Park Min-seok—cried. Real tears. Human response. Proof that weapon programming wasn't complete. That humanity survived enhancement. That choice remained. "Help me," he whispered. "Please. Help me be human." "Always," Yuri said. "That's what we do. Help weapons become people. Help people stay human. Help everyone find a choice even when it seems impossible."

I scoffed. His eyes shook slightly at my response, but I continued. "-and who said you always have to be all perfect? That's unrealistic, that's not human at all. Whether you're a crown prince or not, at the end of the day you're still human, and it's completely natural. Just take that bastard emperor as an example. It's not like he was so perfect himself. Let me tell you now, such people don't exist," I spoke with more excitement than I intended to. "You can cry or laugh or get angry or frustrated or happy or just anything, it doesn't change who you are. So don't listen to what those boring people say. Besides, you have a good heart anyway. You already did your part, so the others can just

"That our first born might not be perfect. I would never have done it Talon you should know me better than that. I just thought it was fair to give you the option." "Know a lot of so called perfect people that do some fucked up shit. When's the last time you seen a so called imperfect person on the news hacking up people across state lines for fun? I'm thinking this perfect shit has holes in it." I kissed her nose with all the guck she had on it. "Only you would think like that."

Roger hadn't given up on the idea of changing the future and eliminating the serial killer from their lives. He knew about human imperfection and the existence of the matrix where the human lives. There is something worse... An error in human design that puts you at a disadvantage with other terrestrial and non-terrestrial species. When someone affirms in a conversation: "The Human Body is the most perfect machine that has ever been created" the most common reaction of the rest of the people is to totally agree. The Greeks were obsessed with the mathematically perfect body. Unfortunately, for anyone who pursues that ideal, we were not designed by Pygmalion, the mythical sculptor of flawless