World Evolution Novels & Stories

It is intended for everyday use and is particularly suitable for quick reference. ......... Evolution. The animal kingdom is constantly changing. All we have to do is look at a white raven, an animal that, by virtue of a mutation, differs from the majority of its species. The change in the phylogenetic development of organisms is called evolution. Paleontology provides striking evidence for the phenomenon of evolution, because it shows us that animals used to live on our planet that differ from the species we are familiar with. That brings us to the theory of evolution.

The emergency broadcast system, usually reserved for hurricanes, blared through every TV and radio, revealing the existence of the supernatural world. Humans were scared, no doubt about it. But that fear quickly curdled into something far more dangerous. They started attacking anyone they thought might be a supernatural creature. Innocent humans, caught in the crossfire, lost their lives in a wave of panicked violence. What these frantic humans didn’t understand was that we had been living among them for centuries, undetected. Why on earth would they think they could identify one so easily?

This is our story. This is our demise. During the evolution of the human species, there were a number of evolution divergents. Be they the various evolutions of homosapiens, to the monkey staying on the train of the monkey, to different species that have long since been forgotten - evolution thrived. When humankind began to take their first steps, a separate branch diverged entirely. Whether due to the natural radiation of the Earth, something in the water, or a miracle of genetics, the first Immortals were born.

"Of course, you would." Dr. Melendez's pupils constricted. "I don't believe you realize the gravity of our predicament. The world has vanished. It's not going to come back in its present state. More than eighty-nine percent of the total of the world's population has been wiped off. Even if every rotten return to a steady-state, we'll still be at a quarter of our previous population. Several of them have been killed by the armed services, other evacuees, or devoured before they could regenerate." "How much could you believe is left?" Diana inquired.

He opened his mouth, but not a single word came out. "If the nobles refuse to learn and just keep lying flat on the achievements of their ancestors, clinging to that tiny bit of so‑called bloodline advantage while living in luxury day after day, then yes, Elder, you really should be worried." Ashley’s voice cut through the room like a scalpel—clean, sharp, and impossible to dodge. "Because any species that stops evolving gets kicked out by nature sooner or later. That’s not me being dramatic. That’s Darwin. That’s literally how this world runs."

I nodded as Michael explained. Even though we were werewolves, we had adapted to human society and followed many of their educational systems. One of the key lessons was about Charles Darwin’s theory of evolution, which he had developed after years of observing animals, plants, and geology. His hypothesis—that all species evolved from a common ancestor through natural selection and the survival of the fittest—was a cornerstone of modern biology. We, as werewolves, accepted this theory, especially because our own existence was a result of a mutation that blended the characteristics of wolves and humans. Over centuries of evolution, we had taken on this hybrid form.

Just remember that one day, I'll return the humiliation you gave me today a thousand times over! I couldn't be bothered to argue with him and turned back to the spectator stand. Meanwhile, Harken barely stepped onto the arena within the three-minute mark. The werewolf pack was massive, having developed over thousands of years with countless members. Among them, there were over a thousand young males around 20 years old. Werewolf battles had no fancy tricks. There were just brute power clashes. There were very few rules too. One lost the match if one was knocked off the arena.

The possibility that cooperation might prove to be the more evolutionarily successful strategy threatened to invalidate everything she had become. The earth's awareness pressed deeper into their merged consciousness, and Iris gasped as she felt herself becoming a conduit for knowledge that spanned the planet's entire history. She saw the rise and fall of prehistoric civilizations that had achieved temporary harmony between human and supernatural consciousness, watched them collapse when predatory instincts ultimately triumphed over cooperative evolution.

Since he had armour and an axe in previous evolutions, is it some kind of natural ability he has? The only thing that comes to mind is that when they evolve, they take on the forms of previously dead bodies lost somewhere in this world. To be honest, it's not a bad theory, just like how I came into this body, they might have just taken someone else's body during evolution. Status check completed. Getting up, I walked toward my other summons. Prepared for evolution already. It's time for another stressful core engineering session! … .. .. Plob. I smashed head-first into the hard dungeon floor the moment I handed the summons their respective cores, out of all mental strength left in me.

It was as if it were right behind his ear. "Heir to the First Alpha Bloodline." Raven's face paled. Heir? First Alpha? What did that mean? Before he could think further... the symbol on his chest emitted a blinding silver light. The entire world around him suddenly went dark. A translucent screen appeared before his eyes. Raven's eyes widened. Glowing letters slowly formed. [Conditions Met] [Werewolf Evolution System Activating...] [1%...] Raven's breathing stopped. The screen continued to flash, and the numbers indicated the progress.