Super God Gene Novels & Stories

“The generals of the time knew that humanity was incurably broken was. The ash wars, the toxic atmosphere... they believed that man in his the current form is a mistake. An outgoing species.’ Silas pointed to Kael. “That’s why they created you, Commander. You are not Weapon later stolen from the consortium and mutated. The Old World Your DNA is deliberately rewritten! They wanted a new, error-free species torment. Resistance to radiation, superhumanly strong, instinct-driven and yet tactically brilliant.” My breath stopped. I saw Kael. The revelation struck him. The monsters had tortured him, had not been the interrogators of the consortium. His own creator – his own father – had designed hi

"But I've been in contact with humans for a long time. I understand a principle. It's not impossible to develop yourself into a super god, but it's built on the basis of strength. There's also a way to become a super god, which is called lying down!" To find a good backer and lie there. All he needed to do was to hold him tightly. If the enemy was strong enough, he could just rely on the backer to fight back. Velocisaurus almost placed all the treasures on Samuel. Zhu Ying dared to use her life to bet on Samuel, and he dared to use the heart of the dragon clan. "Samuel, the Dragon race will depend on you from now on. You must wake up." Velocisaurus bit his teeth and threw the Dragon heart in

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."

Even some gods may fall victim to the sly Supreme. “This makes things more difficult.” Mane rubbed his forehead in frustration after seeing his father’s stats. Since he inherited Endless Wave, he knew of its effect. It would have been great if he was able to use both Endless Wave and Takeover at the same time, but he wasn’t. If he was, his strength would increase by nine-fold! Although he couldn’t accomplish it now, he was certain that somewhere in the future he would be able to use these two glows at the same time, and bring about something that had never been seen before. Even if he was the son of two gods, it was abnormal for him to inherit such powerful glows from both. Usually, any othe

I asked and then he motioned to me to continue; "One day he created a Gene altercation substance that was supposed to give normal people super powers. Make them stronger; and somehow he had to test it on me since he couldn't afford to get a lab rat, but it didn't turn out the way He expected. Instead of waking up to new powers, I started turning into a monstrous looking creature at midnight; and that has been a problem for a year now. There's nothing Dad hasn't tried to—” "Is this true?" He asked, cutting me off and I nodded fiercely. There was no way I could utter any words right now for my excitement would be let out.

" Your genes make you exceptionally unique, setting you apart from almost everyone else. They grant you Accelerated healing. You recover from injuries at an incredible rate, making you nearly immune to pain. Immunity to infection, poison, and illness. Your body is a fortress, resistant to even the most lethal toxins and diseases. " Enhanced knowledge. Your mind is a vast repository of information, with accelerated learning capabilities and unparalleled retention. " Lethal abilities. Your genes make you a silent killer, with reflexes, agility, and strength that surpass those of a skilled assassin. " Additionally, your genes also grant you exceptional physical and mental abilities, including E

"You see, Adelaide, you have a very rare genetic marker. One that makes you...unique." Mino's eyes narrowed. "What do you want with her?" he demanded. Dr. Kim's smile grew wider. "Oh, Mino. I want to help Adelaide realize her true potential. I want to help her become...more." Adelaide's heart was racing. What did Dr. Kim mean? Dr. Kim's eyes glinted with excitement. "You see, Adelaide, you have the potential to be...superhuman." Adelaide's eyes widened in shock. Superhuman?

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

Then her fingers gently rested on both of Aceli’s shoulders. Pandora wouldn’t understand the flow of blood in Aceli’s body—it wasn’t an ordinary flow. The gods possessed special abilities. Eyes sharp enough to see even in the midst of darkness. And just like Kingston, Aceli had formed a genetic mutation different from both her father and mother. The foundation of power varies among each god, especially gods from opposing clans, who exhibit certain unique traits. Just like Hores and Avanthe. Their union had formed a new variety within Aceli’s body—one she was still too young to control.

“These girls… they have something I’ve never seen. A specific sequence in their mitochondrial DNA—rare, but not impossible.” “But?” I asked. He exhaled. “But the way their genes are structured… it’s like someone designed them. There's evidence of editing. Not just natural inheritance. You don’t get this from just any parents. This sequence—it’s been programmed.” Jace cursed under his breath. “Programmed how?” I asked. Dr. Mayer tapped a sequence of letters on the screen. “Modified for high cerebral neuroplasticity. Enhanced immunity. And something else—” He paused. “It's something ancient.”