Prime Originator Novels & Stories

Prime looked vaguely like a voodoo doll. At the far side of the picture was a black gate. The lines were heavy and thick, bringing to mind jail cell bars. The top of each vertical bar was set with an arrow. Wide at the base, it winnowed up to a point that looked sharp enough to draw blood. "Prime is the Creator being. Exact or precise stories of its origin have been lost over the eons. Anda and Asta, along with their other siblings, are direct descendants of the Prime. Each was given an aspect or virtue of Prime. They were to gift it to their children, so on and so forth. Everyone with me?" He looked up, catching every one of our gazes.

But there. "The Origin," I whisper. "What are you?" My mother finds me there. "Seraphina, you have not slept in days." "I cannot sleep. There is something calling me. Something I do not understand." She studies my face, her silver eyes dark with worry. "The Origin is not a place. It is not a being. It is the source. The beginning. The first spark from which everything else was born." "The first spark of what?" "Of us. Of the wolves. Of the moon. Of everything." She takes my hands. "The Origin is where we came from. The moment when the first wolf opened their eyes and saw the silver light."

I took it in like oxygen and remembered that air can still burn. Audit moved fast. “Pulling the real ledger,” the lead said, fingers already on keys. “We can confirm origin by IP, timestamp, and user token.” Finance leaned over a terminal. “Live file shows ‘A. Mendoza’ as initiator on two lines, ‘System Batch’ on the third. No ‘A.M.’ aliases in the permission set. That screenshot isn’t ours.” “Which means,” Legal said, “someone wants us to think it is.” “Or wants Ethics to think it is,” I said.

Black The Origin Chapter 42: Pursuer (2) "Can I come?" Those are the words Alkhun didn't expect. "Huh?" He was confused. Cyan Hogi was a guy who never leaves this capital. It was something he heard from rogh. "He never left the capital?" Alkhun was shocked when he first heard this and who wouldn't be from the perspective of a hundred years old immortals that just seem ridiculous. Like a child given feet but doesn't

“Put her on speaker.” Vivienne answered from Accra on the first ring. “I know,” she said before anyone spoke. “I have been watching the regulatory authority’s publication updates since seven this morning.” “Your father’s name is in the approval document,” Sera said. “Not as historical context. As the originating researcher. The first page begins: the following compound, originally developed by Dr. James Obi in 1983, is hereby approved for clinical use as Obi-1.”

I said. Adam simply replied, "Then you're in for a rude awakening. Is he serious?" "So let me get this straight," I said. "You're going to drag me away from my family and friends because I'm your mate- which you seem to believe gives you some kind of ownership rights over me- and criticize me for believing in a system of order that has kept me alive my whole life. After which you plan on taking me to an unfamiliar place where I have to completely readjust, you being the only person I know. All that being said, I would