Revenge After Death



"Nancy, that idiot. All she cared about was preserving the genes. She assumed that genome edited people would produce flawless children.

"As the subjects continued to reproduce for generations to come, the children would eventually become the closest they could get to perfection."

Mrs. Ford changed the topic. She was now talking about Nancy's aspirations.

Every laboratory had its own field of research.

Nancy wanted the subjects to reproduce through natural means and give birth to healthy children. The subject that escaped with a baby was part of the experiment that she wanted to complete.

"How was that profitable? Rich people are all selfish. Those from the upper class want to be immortal. They want to have a younger body before their current one turns old and gray." She turned to look at me. That's why my research is the best."

It was also the most profitable.

Reincarnation practically disposed of the veil between God and the common man.

"Genetics have remained an unsolved scientific mystery for years. Only a handful had managed to crack the code, and they all turned into believers of God. Do you know why?© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

"Was it really a God that they believed in? No, it was the creator of this world. It was the origin of mankind, the true meaning of genetics, as well as the secrets of a soul and its vessel."

Mrs. Ford spoke as if she was on the brink of madness. Then, she laughed as she showed me the decorations around the living room. I didn't think much of them before, but they now appeared eerie and disturbing.

"This frame was constructed from human bones while the canvas of the painting is human skin." She pointed at a display.

If she hadn't pointed it out, no one would know that it was such a sadistic piece of artwork.

"When people die, the body is merely a display. Set it to flames and it'll turn into nothing but ashes. What's truly remarkable is the human soul.

"The key lies in the genome. As long as we crack the genetic code, we'll be able to fully achieve reincarnation."

If someone was able to reincarnate as many times as they wanted, they would have technically achieved immortality.

"Breaking the laws of nature often comes with a steep price," I warned grimly.

"For the last thousands of years, has human civilization been adhering to how things naturally were? No! We've been making changes.

"Years ago, not a single person imagined that they could be flying on airplanes, and they were foolish to think so! Modern science requires constant advancement. If you want to see progress in the medical field, you'll have to be willing to take risks and make sacrifices!"

Mrs. Ford exclaimed emotionally as she stared at me.

I didn't offer any rebuttals in response. I had nothing to say.

"All of you are ignorant fools..." After she was done with her heated argument, she'd probably gotten

thirsty. She sat down and continued drinking her tea.

I sat on the opposite of her and scanned my surroundings alertly. If Michael was free to move about, he'd be out here by now. It was clear that he'd been locked up.

"If Nancy's laboratory was used for research on reproduction, what about the cruise? What were they researching in that lab?" I wanted to know.

"Mutants." Her lips curved into a smile. "That ship belonged to a madman from Melovia. He was studying genetic mutation."

"What does mutation mean?" For some reason, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

Ashton and Xandra.

"Mutants are uncontrollable variables that originate from perfect genomes. They're extremely skilled at pretending. Everything that you see on the surface may be nothing but a guise.

"They can survive even in the worst conditions. Their survival skills and mental capabilities are close to perfection. However, the more 'perfect' something seems, the more flaws it actually has.

"Because they're uncontrollable, no one is able to read their thoughts. The foreign madman was trying to create a weapon of war..."

It was because individuals like that would be near-invincible spies.