Super God Gene Wiki Novels & Stories

the other doctor reasoned. Doctor Gibson was on the verge of panic. He didn't want his lab rat to end up as a corpse. Victor's genes were perfect. His parents had already tested the drug, and he was the level-one example that had reached level seven. But at level ten—the highest level—was the natural killing machine, which was his sister. His offspring was also at the highest level. There was a chance that the child could have ADHD or other genetic abnormalities, but they could still function as a killing machine.

The chance to be mates without the shadow of danger hanging over us. "There's something else," I say, pulling up another window. "I've been looking into the facility itself. Trying to find information about Project Genesis." Amaya goes very still. "And?" "Not much. Whatever they were doing, they buried it deep. But I found references. Scientific papers, patent applications, all filed under different names but with similar methodologies. Enhancement protocols. Genetic modification. Accelerated healing trials." "They were trying to create super soldiers," she says quietly. "That's what one of the doctors told me once. Said we were going to be the future of warfare. Wolves who could heal from a

"An extraterrestrial mutagen. Like a CRISPR sequence, but... planetary." "Exactly," Malik nodded at her, impressed. "The dust tried to rewrite our genome. It tried to push us to the next stage of evolution. But human DNA is stubborn. It is protected by millions of years of immune defense." He lowered his hand, the gravity well dissipating. "For most people, the body fought back. The immune system identified the cosmic code as a virus and purged it. They got sick for a few days—a flu, a fever—and then they went back to normal. They rejected the gift. They remained human. We call them The Superless."

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

Jeremy questioned. "It simply means that you're not a normal human anymore. From the tests and X-ray I've conducted, I've found that all your genes have been mutated and this has caused your body morphology to change. Your DNA has been warped by some kind of mutagen. Instead of the usual wrapped nucleotide in the form of a twisted ladder, yours have taken the shape of a prism. Your whole respiratory system has changed, even your skeletal system too. In fact, it's too overwhelming to explain. It's like you've developed super genes." Dr Ashton explained, sounding fascinated. "And how is that good?" Brooke had to ask. "It's good because it proves I was right, this is the discovery of a lifetime

Velocisaurus smiled bitterly. Then, he looked at the four dragons and said, "The heart of the Dragon Tribe was found by Samuel. Whether this thing is there or not has a lot to do with him. I also know that you are not worried about yourself, but about the whole Dragon Tribe. I am the same." "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!"

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.

she announces. I blink, trying to follow along, but my frown only deepens while my headache continues to grow. “Then you made a mistake. No mutolupus, sirna, makkari or nagata are the offspring of a God. They can’t contain the blood of a God,” I contradict.

Just like how Brother Clad can manipulate the elements of Earth. Connor was the descendant of Higgens. They can manipulate that element as they are blessed by the God that has that power. The same thing goes with the other families but not all of them have the ability to control it. After all, the said god can break the power they gave any time they wish it to be. As time goes by, the powers inherited turn weaker but it is still there. I know it because I was Alexis Voneveir in my past life. As the king, I know that much. And this god named Godar... he is the god that adores the royals.