My Evolved の小説・ストーリー

After five seconds Morgan made a sound again. "Assuming the matriarch used her full power on that punch, she is an SSS evolver. Same as the man, professor," since billions of years of history and once frail humanity evolved into something more. Their genes changed. This change could be attributed to their mother, the matriarch. The dawn of the evolvers started on her bloodline as the matriarch's spawn married and multiplied, the rest was history. Years of intermingling with the matriarch's family who share her special blood resulted to the new hierarchy, the world order of evolvers.

" I shouted to Erin who apparently didn't change with my magic after the evolution. "Yeah, that's why it's evolving again!" he shouted. "Violet and Lia are here!" I begged, but instead I came to them and immediately I held their hands. [The Demon Lord's Seed has been possessed. Evolution conditions have been met. Giving soul to individual Lia is approved. Beginning of evolution,"] I looked at Erin with a flat gaze because I was annoyed with her behavior. "Hehehe sorry, it's a habit," Erin said while getting closer to me.

"The original cells—the ones I used to build the Blackwood empire—are decaying. My body is a library catching fire. I don't care about Kai anymore. He’s a flawed copy. Alexander was a dead end. But what’s inside you? That’s the Fresh Template. Pure. Accelerated. Uncorrupted." "It's a monster." I stepped back. My heel caught on a loose board. "Doc said it’s eating me." "It’s evolving." Elinor reached out. Her fingers brushed the air in front of my stomach. "Give me the child. I’ll give you a new identity. A new face. Enough money to buy a country where Marcus can’t find you. You walk away clean. I get the restart I deserve." "You’d steal your own grandchild." "Grandchild? No." Elinor laughed.

"It's a selection mechanism. 99.9% of humans who get infected turn into zombies, but there's that 0.1% of humans who, due to their genetics, constitution, will force, or some other unknown factor, trigger an evolution within them." She walked back to my bed. "You're part of that 0.1%. The perfect evolved specimen." Perfect evolved specimen? The words exploded in my ears. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It means that you're now completely immune to the zombie virus. Your cells have undergone an adaptive evolution, making the virus ineffective against you. Your physical condition, including strength, speed, reflexes, recovery… All of those have reached the theoretical upper limit of humans." She