Revenge After Death



I replied blankly and leaned against the doorframe. "Do you think I'd believe that?"

Annoyed by my attitude, Nancy scoffed. "I guess you won't believe it till you see for yourself."

The corner of her lips curved up as she said again, "I forgot to tell you, the Stephanie I sent over is not just genetically optimized. It's also extremely easy for her body to get pregnant.

"Merging a genome-edited subject and a genetically modified being and thus allowing the most perfect genes to combine through natural conception has always been part of our plans..."

She looked at me and continued, "This experiment plan was put forward by Stephanie's parents too... Genome Society used to be against letting a genome-edited genius and genetically modified subject come in contact with each other, lest something goes wrong."

After all, it was two extremely intelligent individuals. If they got together to discuss how to go against Genome Society, that would be dangerous. That was why Genome Society didn't want them near each other.

"But Stephanie's parents couldn't bring themselves to tear them apart. Hence, they intentionally suggested plans for genetic merging through natural conception. They wanted the pair to get together and produce offspring through natural methods to see what the child would be like."

They wanted to see what kind of evolution effect would occur if two sets of allegedly perfect genetics were to merge.

"As soon as the plan was put forward, the leader of Genome Society became extremely interested and gave them the green light to proceed.

"However, as Stephanie grew older, we found out that her parents had hidden certain data from the lab. They'd also hidden the fact that Stephanie's body wasn't able to produce healthy offspring..."

I inhaled deeply. My parents kept it from Genome Society out of fear they'd separate me and Steven if they did...

So, it was inevitable that we were torn apart in the end. Genome Society must've found out.

The car accident when I was 18, the memory loss, the death of my parents, then me growing up in the Ford household and falling in love with Michael...

All of this seemed like a coincidence, but every turning point in my life seemed to have some kind of involvement with Genome Society.

"Initially, when we were creating subjects like you, we couldn't avoid the fact that each of you possessed some kind of flaw. Stephanie's was her personality. She didn't have any feelings or empathy. She couldn't blend into society. She didn't have healthy reproductive abilities either."

So, Stephanie wasn't able to have children. She was an intelligent and unfeeling subject. Unfortunately, nature didn't allow someone with such dangerous genetics to reproduce.

"And you, Stephany... You're suspicious, rash, and have drastic personality changes upon being provoked. You're also incredibly skilled at impersonation.

"You might not have the intelligence that Stephanie possessed, but you're not too shabby either. Besides, your body is healthy enough to reproduce." She looked at me like she was picking out groceries in a market.

"As for the one sent to Steven... Technically, she is Stephanie Carlson a clone born from the same

embryo. There's no one more similar, and their genes are identical as well."

No matter how one looked at it, Stephanie No. 2 resembled Stephanie more than I did.

"Steven won't touch her..." I said in a low voice. My fists were trembling from anger.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"I'll come and deliver the good news when Stephanie shows early signs of pregnancy." Nancy laughed. She waited until the mercenaries took care of the body and the subjects in the pods before turning to leave.

"Ms. Lee, the doctor threw away her meal... Should we..." the assistant asked softly. Knowing that I was worth a lot of money, she was probably worried that I'd starve.

"She won't starve to death just by skipping a meal," Nancy replied briefly. She took a few steps before halting. A smile was plastered on her face.

"Right, the president of Crowdstar Group chose to adopt you, so your life is basically in his hands. You should be on your best behavior... Your owner is fully aware of all your actions in this pod." She pointed at the camera above me.

I looked up and stayed silent.

Genome Society treated us like animals in a zoo. Then, they slapped labels onto us and sold us off to the wealthy. Some of the subjects were shipped off to satisfy the lust of rich men while others were sent to labs for drug testing.

Some were also sent to become reproductive machines or living supplies for organ transplants. Additionally, some of the wealthy with rare blood types would purchase subjects with the same blood type, turning them into their own personal blood bank.

There was nothing Genome Society couldn't do, only sins that one could never imagine.

They had completely utilized and harbored the worst of humanity.

I had to admit, though, that those who established the entire structure of the organization and developed it into what it was today were all geniuses.

Some said that geniuses were often crazy. However, in reality, they could either be God or the devil himself. Some used their gifts to help the diseased, and some used them to serve their country. Yet, some chose to utilize their gifts for horrifying, inhumane things.