The Origins Of You Novels & Stories

“Gaius, right?” “What?” She blinks in surprise. “The name of your founder was Gaius, correct?” “How did you know that?” She slowly asks, taking a step back. “Because the origins of your people and mine are directly linked, only you got fed the bullshit story. Your origins aren’t of a man seeking truth and justice and wishing to save the world. Everything you are and stand for was built by a power-hungry sadist who was bitter and wanted revenge,” I say in outrage.

“He thought he was inventing the future.” Mason looked at him sharply. “You’re saying the idea for Origin didn’t start here.” Caleb closed his eyes. “It started as a reply.” The white field pulsed softly. Not triumph. Not threat. Confirmation. HE PROMISED ASCENSION. Origin took a shaky step back. “I was built from that,” she whispered. Ariana felt it click into place. Origin wasn’t humanity’s first step toward transcendence. She was humanity’s fulfillment of a promise. One made sixty years ago.