Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace



"I sincerely invite all of you to join us. Let us all become the hands of god," Sarah said, smiling as she tried to brainwash us.

"It’s a shame you’re not the head of a pyramid scheme," I said with a chuckle.

Dexter turned to correct me, "Genome Society is involved in pyramid schemes and scams. They’re in it as long as it makes money, no matter the industry."

All that dirty money eventually flowed into Genome Society. How corrupt. Behind all the crimes lay a vast web, and at the center of it was the source of all evil.

"Genome Society is a vast ocean of sin. I might be drowned in this sea if we join," I calmly said while pushing Dexter over to the lab capsule.

A young woman was lying inside the lab capsule. I wasn’t sure what kind of experiments were done to her, but she was on the verge of death-like a dying fish.

Sarah was observing her in fascination, as if she were appreciating a dying fish.

She said, "The world is just like a vast ocean of sin. Evil is everywhere. Although Genome Society did bring them all together for profit, we’ve also helped many.

"We’ve created many vaccines and tackled many diseases. We’ve conducted safety report monitoring here before many drugs hit the market. We’ve harmed people, but we’ve also saved lives. It’s just a balance of good and evil."

"Nonsense!" I glared at Sarah angrily. "You created vaccines? How many viruses have you actually unleashed? How many diseases have you tackled at the cost of your humanity, using patients as experiments? How many safety reports for drugs have come from experimenting on live people?"

They didn’t regard people as human at all in this place. The people in the lab capsules were no different from any other living beings in the lab capsules-they were merely white mice and experimental subjects.

Clone subjects like us were the same. To them, we weren’t considered a complete human. "You and those behind you truly deserve to die, Sarah." I chuckled coldly, looking at Sarah. Her expression fell. "Does that mean that you’re not planning to join us?"

Her voice was low and threatening. She then turned to look at Dexter and asked, "What about you?"

"Husbands and wives are bound by fate and united by heart," he calmly said, reaching out to hold my hand.

That was his stand. If I was evil, so was he; if I was kind, so was he.

I didn’t consider myself a good person. I held grudges and wanted revenge. I wished harm to those who wronged me.

But I could never treat lives as expendable. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Sarah chuckled before turning to Joel. "What about you, Simeon? You’re a smart person, and I know you’re ambitious. Carol’s and your control of the Rebels may look like you want to eliminate us, but in reality, you want to take over us."

Joel smiled and replied, "You’re not wrong."

He gently placed both of his hands on the lab capsules. "It’s indeed a paradise for me here- a vast ocean of sin for me to navigate through."

His gaze turned cold and intense, revealing unrestrained greed and desire. It was as if he had seen hope.

I looked at Joel and frowned. Was he trying to save himself, or were those his innermost thoughts?

His acting skills were way too over the top if it was only to save himself. If we made it out alive, I’d suggest he become an actor instead.

Sarah smiled happily at Simeon. "I knew it. You’re one of us, after all! Natural geniuses like us are meant to rule the world."

"You’re right." Simeon smiled and turned around, walking over toward her. "But I’m curious about this- are you the one in charge of Genome Society? Who’s the mastermind if not you? Since we’re already trapped here, there shouldn’t be anything else we can’t see or be told, right?"

What Joel was curious about was also what Dexter and I wanted to know.

I looked down at Dexter, who looked unfazed. I suspected that he already had it figured out. He was just not saying anything.

He was the type to keep everything to himself.

I looked up at Sarah, wanting to find out as well.

Sarah smiled at Simeon. "Of course. As long as you truly want to join us and pass the test, I’ll be sure to take you to meet him."

"What kind of test?" Joel asked, looking at her curiously.

"It’s an easy one." Sarah looked over to the person beside her, who handed Joel a syringe.

"The syringe contains poison. This experimental subject has lost its value. Your first test to join Genome Society is to kill her personally." She pointed at the lab capsule behind me.

The dying young woman looked despairingly at us from within.

Joel raised his brows and took the syringe.

"I have to kill someone?" He looked up at the lab capsule. There were surveillance cameras monitoring every angle, leaving no blind spot within.

He could only pass the first test by killing someone and letting Genome Society have a hold on him.

"Killing one is no different from killing many. As soon as you start on one, you’ll realize that killing people isn’t a big deal. So what if we experiment on them? Survival of the fittest is a condition set by nature to get rid of the weak!" Sarah said, maniacally.

I truly thought that she was insane.

Perhaps everyone who stayed with Genome Society would end up insane-due to the power, desire, killing, and evil bubbling within.

Sarah was insane, but so was Daisy and Nancy.

As long as a person held power here, they could control the lives of others at will. They would gradually lose their sense of self, drowning in the madness of it all.

"Alright, I’ll kill her," Joel agreed.

Delighted, Sarah instructed her men to open the hatch.

Just as I thought Joel would really do it, he swiftly slipped past the others and stood behind Sarah. His syringe pierced through her carotid artery.

"You’d better stay still. Otherwise, this poison will enter your body," he calmly said.

I had to admit that Joel had amazing acting skills. If we managed to get out of here, I would suggest that he go into the entertainment industry after his graduation.

Sarah’s men looked at him nervously, while Sarah gestured for everyone to stay put.

I pushed Dexter over to her and said, "Get your men to send us back. Otherwise, you’ll die." The door to the lab capsule opened, and several armed men walked in. The man who walked in last clearly had a presence that overshadowed everyone else.

I turned around, my expression falling. I slowly tightened my grip on Dexter’s wheelchair.

It was actually him. We had finally met.

If I wasn’t mistaken, this person was the actual leader of Genome Society in the Othard region. All evil done by the entire Genome Society was under his control.

I looked down at Dexter, but he did not even turn back.

Clearly, his prediction was correct.