Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

"We should go now," Ewan said after completing the discharge procedure.

"You two go on ahead. I won’t be discharged until tomorrow. Zion should be able to pick me up," Violette motioned me to come near and hugged me. "Get some rest when you get home. Don’t worry too much." I nodded, following Dexter numbly.

Noticing my concern, Dexter whispered, "Violette’s genetic test came back fine. It’s really just luck."

"Good to hear." I looked at Dexter and sighed in relief. Rubbing my temples, I realized I was becoming overly anxious. Even the sight of a doctor put me on edge.

"Don’t worry. You still got me," Dexter gently reassured me.

"About Jimmy... "I wanted to know more about Jimmy and the cooperation he mentioned.

"He came to the orphanage to see me three years ago. He knew I was just pretending to be an idiot." Dexter held my hand, leading me into the elevator.

"The moment I laid eyes on him, I sensed he was incredibly dangerous. He showed me the evidence and facts about Genome Society, telling me that genetic modification had become popular among capitalists 20 years ago..."

"The wealthy began experimenting with genome editing, using their own sperm, high-quality eggs, and surrogates to create a superior population, ensuring the longevity of their assets and families." There was no denying that money was the root of all evil.

"The concept of genome editing raised ethical questions. While scientists and researchers proposed it and successfully validated it with animal experiments, such inhumane actions were strictly prohibited worldwide."

"As a result, a criminal organization emerged-Genome Society. Operating in secrecy, they conduct experiments on human subjects, whom they refer to as ’experimental subjects".

"Sofia and I were undoubtedly among these experimental subjects, and it was likely that many others worldwide shared our genetic makeup."

"To gain further trust from the wealthy and secure their funding, these experimental subjects were implanted into the wombs of ordinary mothers. They were born, raised, and integrated into society. Each was closely observed by dedicated personnel documenting their behavior."

"These subjects exhibited

exceptional intelligence, acute

perception, and physical prowess far beyond that of ordinary individuals. They excelled in various fields, including sports, finance, and scientific research."

"The success of these experiments attracted more wealthy individuals, who offered their own children-embryos, to be precise-as subjects for what they deemed as ’genome editing’ experiments’." It was evident Dexter was one of those who had undergone genome editing-a so-called customized baby of the wealthy.

The Black family had invested in the project because Ignatius wanted a stronger descendant to succeed the Blacks. However, Dexter’s "awakening" came too late, so he was deemed a "failure" and heartlessly abandoned at the orphanage.

It was evident that the wealthy never

considered genetically modified children as their offspring, treating them more like mere toys. Even Sofia and I were subjected to complete genetic optimization, treated as mere experiments as well.

Indeed, human nature could be terrifying.

"Clearly, Genome Society hasn’t ceased their development of this technology," Dexter said, his eyes filled with sadness as he looked at me.

I realized we were merely sacrifices 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

of the era, mère stepping stones in the guise of so-called scientific progress. It wasn’t immediate but rather required years of experimentation, observation and

data accumulation.

If genetic modification were to become a global trend, eventually legalized, then we would be destined to be footnotes in the annals of history.

Hence, the Rebels chose to stand up and fight against Genome Society, against the powerful and wealthy...

It was akin to a tiny ant attempting to topple an elephant. The mere thought of it left me feeling suffocated and overwhelmed.

"Jimmy is one of the highly intelligent individuals created through genome editing. Martin did it behind Ignatius’ back."

Martin’s ambitions were immense. If Ignatius had discovered Jimmy’s existence, he would also uncover Martin’s ambition to take over the Black family.

After all, Martin was merely a collateral beneficiary of the Black family, a relative.

Though Martin was merely a relative, his ambition to take over Ignatius’ fortune was palpable.

Dexter continued, "Andy Black died... because he opposed genome editing, condemning it as inhumane. When I, labeled as a defective product of genetic modification, was cast into the orphanage, Andy fought to bring me home."

"However, Ignatius and the other Blacks strongly opposed him, viewing me as a stain on their reputation... It was then that Andy committed himself to fighting against Genome Society, adamantly opposing their unethical human experiments."

That explained why Andy Black, heir to Huma’s wealthiest dynasty, met a mysterious end. Ignatius chose to remain silent, relinquishing any pursuit of the truth following the loss of such a remarkable son.... It was evident that the figures behind Genome Society were truly formidable.

"Why did Jimmy propose cooperation?" I asked Dexter.

"He’s against genome editing experiments," Dexter replied.

His response surprised me.

He then elaborated, "While we oppose the experiment due to the loss of our kin and loved ones, aiming to prevent such tragedies from recurring, Jimmy’s motives are different."

"He seeks to preserve his privileged status as one of the highly intelligent individuals. He doesn’t want more highly intelligent individuals like himself to emerge as they would compete with him for upper-level resources."

I nodded in understanding. As I had anticipated, the murderer’s real target was Genome Society. Killing Sophia Milford, their most significant experimental subject, served as a demonstration of their intentions.

In other words, even if Juliet hadn’t lured me out that fateful night, I would have ended up dead anyway. My name was on the Death List.

"Sofia Miller! I’ll kill you!"

As we were about to enter our car outside the hospital, a frantic figure rushed toward me from the crowd. The glint from the fruit knife in her hand could be seen. Instinctively, I raised my hands, aiming to grab the knife. But Dexter acted swiftly, seizing the handle before I could.

"Sofia, why won’t you die? You

did it on purpose, didn’t you? You knew Quinn was an AIDS carrier, you knew it all along! I’ll kill you, I’m going to kill you!" Juliet cried and screamed, her demeanor disheveled and frantic.

"You’ve destroyed my life! You’ve ruined everything!" She collapsed onto the ground, her sobs echoing loudly.

Damien rushed to her side, yelling at her, "Juliet! Come back with me this instant!"

Juliet struggled as she wailed.

"She ruined me. I won’t let her get away with it. I’m going to make her pay! Kill her, Damien! Kill her for me!

She’s not Sophia Milford She’s really not Sophia Milford!"

Juliet’s cries resonated with despair. Contracting AIDS was tantamount to a death sentence for her. Her life was truly ruined.

Looking down at Juliet, who had become hysterical with pain, I said solemnly, "Humans should never go against nature... What goes around, comes around. You should’ve expected this when you did what you did."

This was Juliet’s retribution, the consequence of her malice.

"What about you, then? Do you really think you’re some kind of saint? Your hands carry more sins and blood than mine, Sofia..."

"Drop the act, stop pretending! No matter how innocent you pretend to be, it doesn’t change your nature!" Juliet threw some photos and documents at me in a fit of madness.

"Dexter! Damien! You’ve all been

deceived! Look for yourselves. This is the observation data Genome Society has on Sofia. I snuck it out! See for yourselves!" Juliet shouted uncontrollably, her eyes filled with hatred as if she Were facing the devil.