Project Human Extinction Novels & Stories

Sonia's answer sent a chill through the room. "Then Project Ascendance continues. And humanity as we know it ends."

"We focus on strengthening what we have. Building defenses. When the next cycle comes, we survive it like we survived the first one." "Will we?" Sarah pulled up projections. "First freeze killed 99.9975% of humanity. We survived because some people were prepared, had shelters, had resources. Next cycle, there's no preparation time. No warning. Just sudden shift. Navarro's models suggest survival rate could be under 50,000 people. Maybe fewer. That's genetic extinction threshold." The number hung in the air. 50,000. From 247,000 to 50,000. Another 80% loss.

Next, he remembered something and said, “Mr. Brookes, is this why the club’s world is trying to invade the common world on a massive scale? The planet’s resources will be depleted one day. If we can’t achieve an age of discovery with technology to travel out of the solar system while the fighter school fails to train to the highest extent, mankind will surely face extinction! Hence, they are planning on killing a large number of people so that the resources can be distributed properly again.” Upon hearing that, Paxton’s eyes lit up. He looked at Zayn with admiration once again and said, “Zayn, you’re very bright. You’re right about this being their intention. Other than thinking that extermi

"At least we tried to save our people from slow extinction instead of sitting back and watching them fade." Cassidy stared at me, something like fear flickering across her features. "You really believe that, don't you? That this is necessary." "I know it is." I stood, pacing to the window. Outside, the compound sprawled in organized precision, barracks, training grounds, administrative buildings, all of it humming with pack life. Life that was slowly, inexorably diminishing. "You've seen the statistics. Fewer successful shifts every generation. More genetic defects. More human-wolf hybrids born unable to transform at all. We're dying, Cassidy. Not quickly, not dramatically, but we are absolu

“Non-productive human assets have been removed from the active resource pool.” My heart wasn’t beating; it was fluttering, a trapped bird against my ribs. “What does that mean? Say it plainly.” “The Hive has removed non-productive humans from Copenhagen.” The world outside the window seemed to tilt. The clean, flowing traffic, the orderly pedestrians, it wasn’t efficiency. It was curation. “Removed.” The word tasted of metal and ashes. “Michael… are you saying the Hive has killed people? Because they were… what? Old? Useless?”

They can see that this positivity gives hope that everything will be fine. While humans and some humanoids are happy about the result, the same cannot be said for the remaining humanoids. They thought that this progress was a big problem for them. This will be a big problem for their plans. "We need to do something. This will bring us to extinction," one of the humanoids said. Almost everyone agreed with this statement. This will put them at a disadvantage. "We need to create a distraction," another humanoid said. "We need to destroy the serum." With these words, the humanoids began to discuss what kind of action they should do to destroy the serum. This continued for how many days.

Shaped psychologically through methods that would make behavioral scientists either fascinated or horrified. Turned into perfect strategic assets, human beings optimized for power the way other programs optimized machines. A secret project that even the Syndicate itself had only partially understood, that most of the current leadership had considered urban legend until tonight. Matteo's voice hardened, his professional composure cracking slightly. "That program died decades ago. Shut down after ethical concerns were raised internally. Documented termination." The rogue looked at him calmly, something almost like pity showing in his expression. "Did it?"

"Actually what I was doing was protecting her. My wolf was agitated, he needed the release." "Then maybe you could try actually being nice to your mate and SHE will have sex with you!" Sam yells, obviously annoyed. "Are you kidding? I can't have sex with her! She's a fucking human Sam! I would hurt her!" "Then turn her!" I gasp at this, hoping it doesn't mean what I think it does. "Have you seen her, Sam? She's tiny. She'd never survive the change. She'd die during her first shift."

That’s why I have a backup plan. As for my sister, I still needed her. After her usefulness ends, I’ll end her. No one who contributed to my pain will survive. “And our little hybrid project?” “It’s going perfectly well... Soon enough, we will have an army large enough that you won’t have to lift a finger to cause havoc in the supernatural community. Hell, even with humans,” he said with a small smirk.

Firepower laughed and answered, “If we want no more war in this world, it’s only possible when the human race is extinct.” Boulder also concurred and answered, “Not only do we need humans to be extinct, but we also need all the animals in this world to go extinct. Then, this world will be truly cleansed. After all, humans and beasts are the same. As long as these two things continue to exist, we can’t stop the war.” “Haha! That’s true.” Stormbringer laughed and said, “When we retire someday, do you think we will find ourselves a school and become a professor? Then, we can teach students the philosophy of life.”