Super God Gene Ch 1 Novels & Stories

He finished. "So the whole thing about him controllng the water earlier was..." Rachel swallowed as if the words itself was difficult to express. "It was all because he is the reincarnation of the demi god that once ruled the sea?" Rachel blinked as she processed the words from her mouth. "I'm sorry but the whole scenario of this Atlantean gene being superior is something like out of a science fiction, but now you want to add a slight hint of fantasy? I swear, if I hadn't seen him controlling the water I might laugh."

The Genesis-Titan let out a roar that wasn't a greet, but a "Sovereign Command." "I AM THE HUNGER!" And the boy began to eat the souls of the Elite Viewers.

A tremor ran through his bare body, from shoulders to spine, as if a current surged through him. Then came the sound, a muffled howl, hoarse, but different from the others. There was pleasure in it. And confusion. A torn sigh that seemed to carry centuries of hunger and surprise. When his eyes opened again, they were dark and deep as a well. Hungry. And, at the same time, terrifyingly “You carry the gene,” he said, his voice fractured and rough, still tangled with the echo of a howl stuck in his throat. “And here I was, about to rip your throat out.”

Like-minded individuals who recognize your true nature, not merely a brilliant scientist, but the next evolutionary step for humanity itself. Dr. Chen has calculated your genetic probability matrices. The statistical likelihood of your particular combination of traits occurring naturally is less than one in ten billion. You are literally a miracle of genetic engineering, the culmination of millennia of human development. My followers understand what the Alpha cannot—that you represent divinity made manifest. Your research capabilities, your physical perfection, your intellectual supremacy all point to a singular truth: you are meant to guide our species' evolution, not waste your gifts on pr

Gene “Hey, you, Get back here!” I freeze in my tracks, hearing Alpha Red-Headed Guy shout at me to stop. I am the Alpha King. He is nothing but a ginger peon. Yet, I find myself unable to take another step. I don’t understand this. His Alpha voice shouldn’t have any effect on me whatsoever. Could it be that I’m just scared? Of course not! I’m Alpha Gene! My mommy didn’t raise me to be scared of anything.

"Don't you see, your powers are too strong to be there in the world? We can't let you leave this island, Bash. It's not only for your own good but for everyone else too." "But I'm a superhero," Bash argues. "And you're a bully!" Bash sticks out his chest, proudly standing his ground. I can see the alpha energy surging from him. "STOP LYING and leave me and my mama alone, NOW!" he roars, using his alpha voice for the first time.

So, currently any wolf born on a particular month doesn't receive the moon's blessings but the genes of their parents. 'That was so petty.' her mind giggled. She sat down carefully looking around her as glaring eyes were on her and she gave Larry a quick glance. 'How's that for a book-weeb.' she said inwardly. "That was perfect, Atarah. I say this every time, if everyone here was as studious her, we would have moved on to the next phase ages ago." Boris said tiredly. As the only human in this society, it was pretty obvious that the only thing you could do with all your time was study, while others tried to manifest their inner beast or wait patiently for their awakening or practice drills or

What's more, he seemed to be at a slight advantage. This… What kind of power was this? Aya narrowed her eyes as well. She believed that she had really underestimated Harvey. He seemed to be able to surprise her all the time. A normal person would never be able to get power like that. Just where did his limits lie? Shingen slowly raised his head and narrowed his eyes, looking at Harvey. How was that possible? He had been injected with the God Gene. From a certain angle, he could become a god one day in the future. Or according to those from Country H, he could become an immortal.

soon goddess permits me to be reborn. and I chat with her a little more. goddess:- are you not going in. hi look I already open it. me:- I want to say something about my life before I forget. by the way tea is tasty. will you listen to me goddess:- don't act like a child and tell me what you want to tell me:- I want to tell you that can you give me a superpower. I want something that only I possessed and can I tell her that I love her. before I go there and forget my memories. she maybe feels scared and anxious. can I talk with her

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.