Super Evil Genius Corp Novels & Stories

Michael says excitedly. "Uhnmm I'm not sure if I'm going there, kind of got into other schools too." I say. "Yeah? Which one?" Micheal asks. "Yale, Princeton and NYU." I say. "Sofi that's huge, congratulations." Micheal says hugging me. "Thank you." "You really are smart smart." Micheal adds and I playfully hit his leg with my foot from under the table. People usually assume because I'm popular and gorgeous that I'm dumb and honestly the whole stereotype is insulting, because I'm pretty I should be dumb?

“I will draw out every misdeed that the Kings ever did to our Holiness.” On the other hand, First and Second felt all their limbs were limping and their shoulders had no strength. Smart Hyena and Captain Mandrill Monkey. Both of them were rare geniuses that came once every 50 years. Even though Smart was the result of the human experiment, Captain was the rarest genius that no one could take their eyes off. He was a natural genius. Vampire, Zombie, Mandrill Monkey, Wild Bunny, and Hyena. All of them were members of SQE who were loyal to the emperor.

She took me on a walk and kept chatting, giving me a new understanding of the base. It turned out the leader of the base was a leader at the nuclear power plant who had previously served in the military. He was a very upright and selfless person. Initially, there was no need for people to pay the crystal core to the base every month as he would lead the mutants to gather food and support many ordinary people.

“I got you some fruits. I knew you’d be hungry when you woke up. But I wasn’t sure what food to get you, so I thought to get fruits instead.” “Who are you?” I ask, as calmly and as coordinated as I can. “Where am I?” He pulls up an old deck chair in front of me and sits on it. There’s no threat around his aura and that makes me relax a bit. Still, I need him to tell me where I am. “My name is Gabe, I’m a doctor and you’re in my humble home.” He introduces himself with a warm smile. I try to make out his scent, but he has none. No scent ties him back to any Pack at all. He’s bland, and there’s only one set of creatures that has that attribute.

It was the face he wore when he ruined global conglomerates overnight—the monster of the corporate boardroom fully merging with the tyrant of the supernatural underground. "Marcus," Dominic commanded, his voice an absolute, chilling snap that made the phone line hum. "Activate the Aegis defence grid. The human military forgets that Vance Enterprises manufactured the guidance system defence for those exact railguns. I built the weapons they are trying to point at my family."

He indicated another man on the other side of the room. "Is it true that the Truex Company has just bought out Elite Legacy Genetics? This means that you now hold one hundred percent of all genetic engineering companies. You hold the entire race of hybrid genetics in your hands. What" The microphone was muted and the camera panned back over to Henry.

"Aegis would blow up empty buildings in the slums just for marketing?" "They are a multi-trillion-credit megacorporation," Leo chimed in, suddenly smiling as the comfortable, familiar gamer logic washed away his brief moment of unease. "They buy entire governments, Jinx. Blowing up some condemned buildings in Sector 10 to market a flagship esports title is exactly the kind of crazy flex Elias Vance would sign off on." Leo laughed, shaking his head. "Man, they really had you going, didn't they? You were totally buying into the lore! The devs are going to love that when they read the telemetry."

Governments were paralyzed, their conventional armies realizing that tanks and fighter jets were nothing more than toys against monsters the size of skyscrapers. Only one entity offered salvation: Sterling Corporation, now officially operating as The Order of the Shield. In just three weeks, Sebastian had transformed his unimaginable wealth and the ancient Architect technology into a global military superpower. The carbon-titanium Aegis Mechs were put into mass production. Recruitment stations for 'The Shield' popped up in London, Tokyo, New York, and Rio, drawing ex-military operators, elite mercenaries, and desperate idealists willing to fight against the apocalypse. The crown jewel of thi

This was a Kevin radiating aura of pure muscle, smiling arrogantly. And behind him, the silhouettes of several muscular mutants, far larger than any ordinary human, could be seen. << GREETINGS, SURVIVORS! THIS IS A NEW ERA! THE ERA OF STRENGTH! >> << I, KEVIN, AND THE TRUE FITNESS FREAK MASTER AI, WILL COMMENCE THE 'SUPERIOR MUTANT FORMULA PROJECT'! >> << SOON, WE WILL RULE THIS CITY WITH OUR MUTANT ARMY! >> << AND WE WILL DESTROY ALL FILTHY 'INEFFICIENT CARBOHYDRATES'! ESPECIALLY THAT GARBAGE INDOMIE! >>

I just stared at him, unable to say anything. He introduced himself to me and after a very lengthy conversation I learnt that he was the leader of the group he called 'the Rebel'; That their planet had been taken over by The Force, a group that overthrew the government, killed almost everyone of them with supernatural abilities that refused to work for them and enslaved other citizens. The Rebel was formed to identify those with powers and bring them such that when their numbers grew big they would rise up against the Force and reclaim their land.