Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

"Long time no see," I said, smiling at him.

"Let’s go to the usual place," the experimental subject said. He was testing me to see if I knew where the usual place was.

"Oh right, I have my own name now. My name is Nova," Nova Wright said meaningfully as he looked out the window.

It seemed like someone had given him that name.

Nova-a new beginning or a bright future.

He must have been dreaming of a future when he was just a numbered experimental subject in the laboratory.

I drove to a place the orphanage that was relocated after the fire, the same Double Stars Welfare Home where two geniuses once appeared.

"As expected, you really are Sophia." Nova smiled at me as he leaned against the door and lit a cigarette. "It seems like you’ve adapted well to the outside life. ’I was rather surprised to find that he had even learned to smoke.

"I learned a lot after escaping. I discovered that humans can live as equals and that they have rights and legal protection. They’re not like us, who were confined in lab capsules since birth and numbered like animals. We were subjected to endless inhumane experiments." Nova’s voice was hoarse.

He flicked the ash from his cigarette and looked at me. "Genome Society has already suffered severe damage according to Professor Beatrice’s plan. With many of their laboratories exposed, the Huma Genome Society’s underground network will soon be uprooted completely."

The "Professor Beatrice" Nova was referring to was my-Sophia Milford’s mother, Beatrice Lynne.

"The Rebels have been carrying out her plan accordingly. Everything is going smoothly, and soon, we will secure victory." Nova was confident that everything was going according to plan

But would we really secure victory?

"You’re underestimating the superiors behind Genome Society. They have not shown themselves to this day. and you don’t even know their identities." I chuckled sarcastically.

If they were so easy to handle, Dexter wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to switch me to Una’s body and create the illusion of our joint demise.

It wouldn’t be so easy to get rid of their mastermind.

"Didn’t the rebels get exposed as well when Genome Society’s laboratories were exposed?" I asked.

Carol’s appearance had garnered the attention of many. But at the same time, it meant the Rebels’ final trump card was now laid bare.

"Don’t we still have you?" Nova said, looking at me.

They were placing me on too high a pedestal. They believed that I was the final trump card of the Rebels’ to deal with the mastermind of Genome Society.

"You’re the "god" created by Professor Beatrice. She personally said that you can save us." Nova’s voice was tinged with emotions. "We don’t want to go back to those dark, hopeless laboratories anymore, nor do we want to be discarded like trash.

"Do you know that every laboratory is equipped with a large incinerator-the kind only found in crematories? When we die, we’d be tossed in to be reduced to nothing."

Experimental subjects like them lived their lives as if they never existed in this world-no one knew about their existence, and no one would know about their deaths.

I said, "My parents created the Rebels to expose the crimes of Genome Society and bring them all to light.

According to my initial plan, we only need to systematically expose their laboratories.

"But unfortunately, someone was obsessed with killing and used the Rebels for mass murder. They even wanted to kill me personally."

I looked at Nova with narrowed eyes. "Am I right, Carol? You don’t have to hide anymore."

I turned and looked toward the security office at the corner of the orphanage.

In my memories, I saw Carol hiding behind the security room the first time I came here with my parents. She was still very young back then, naive and seemingly not very smart

But all that was just her facade. I was fooled by her.

She fooled everyone-even Simeon, her own brother, and Dexter.

The door to the abandoned security office opened up, and Carol walked out. She flashed me a smile and looked at me meaningfully. ’I never expected Dexter to actually find the key to reincarnating.’

I said, "You orchestrated the serial murder cases and incited them to turn on each other. Then, you staged the so-called escape from the ruined building, using your death to stay out of everyone’s radar. That way, no one would suspect you for what happened on the cruise later.

"Meanwhile, you disguised yourself as a man using insoles and a voice changer, becoming the leader of the Rebels. ’I looked at Carol and asked in a low voice, "Am I right?

"The one who killed me on the rainy night was you. The one who incited Juliet’s murderous intent so that she would lure me out was also you."

My memories were sealed back then. I thought I loved Damien deeply and was desperately trying to look for love.

Juliet knew of Damien’s feelings for me. That was why under Carol’s incitement, she wanted to eliminate me completely and lured me to the alley.

I continued, "You drugged me and took me away from the alley. Dexter came looking for me to save me, but you knew him too well. So, you left a note to mislead him, making him think that you wouldn’t kill me but only wanted someone to be the scapegoat.

"That was why, in order to protect me, he handed himself over to the police and misdirected their investigation." I clenched my hands tight and coldly looked at her.

"You wanted me dead, but you didn’t kill me directly. Instead, you placed me inside a glass display for provocation purposes. Not only were you provoking Genome Society, but you were also provoking Dexter."I slowly inched closer to Carol.

Nova subconsciously shielded her. Clearly, he had been brainwashed by her after escaping Genome Society’s laboratory.

"Don’t touch her," he said unwaveringly, yet with a pleading gaze.

Those unfeeling creatures in the lab capsules were all humans in the end. They weren’t born without feelings -it was just that nobody had taught them.

Carol smiled as she leaned against the wall and asked, "Don’t you think you’ve found out a little too late, Sophia? Everything has already come to this point.

"Come to think of it, I should thank Dexter. I couldn’t have taken control of the entire Rebels in such a short time if he hadn’t insisted on making you live an ordinary life and causing you to lose your memories. It’s true that your parents left this for you, but it belongs to me now!"

She chuckled lightly and looked at me with a gaze full of hatred. ’Your Dexter is dead, Sophia. No one will ever back you unconditionally anymore, and you’re out of options now. Your parents creating a ’god’ is all but a joke. Their plan now falls to me to complete it!"

Carol was somewhat crazy. She desperately wanted to prove herself.

She wanted everyone to know that she was the true "god"-one nurtured by nature and not a genome-edited human like us

"Your goal isn’t just to eliminate Genome Society, right?" I asked, looking at Carol warily.

She even wanted to kill Dexter and I. Surely, her goal wasn’t to just eliminate Genome Society.

Carol replied, "Of course. I plan to eliminate all of you who are genetically enhanced, edited, and cloned. This is nature’s choice, and I’m its enforcer. I must prevent all of you from contaminating the human gene pool." She coldly looked at me, smiling sardonically. "The reason I waited for you was to prove my point. How could Dexter die in Daisy’s laboratory with you when he loved you so much and desperately wanted you to live? "As expected, you came back again, Sophia. You’re really hard to get rid of. You deserve to die the most-"