Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

"Why did this happen..." I gasped, hand clamped over my mouth, my body trembling slightly. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

That child who was never born.

"This is what happens when you mess with the genetic code without understanding the consequences. Phoebe was born a genius, naturally immune to HIV and a host of other diseases, but it also meant that from the moment of her birth, her body was incompatible with the natural process of reproduction, like... a mule born from a donkey and a horse, sterile by nature."

And with a child, unable to be carried or to survive healthily.

Genetic editing, it's like Pandora's Box, once opened, there are unforeseen consequences.

"Don't think this is a small issue, it's horrifying... and the implications are vast. Behind Phoebe, this test subject, there must be a terrifying and sinister organization orchestrating it all."

Finn slapped the table. "From genius drafts to missing teens, from serial killings to mutilation cases... Looking back at this genetic editing case, all these seemingly unrelated incidents are trapped in the same intricate web."

Finn suddenly had an epiphany. Maybe he had always been quite smart. Just a little late to the party.

And Colin had figured it all out years ago, and had it all pinned up on the wall.

I turned to look at Colin, my gaze intense. I wasn't blaming him.

But even now, was he still unwilling to speak?

"That's right... The wealthy, in their quest to pass on superior genes, have been secretly dabbling in genetic editing." Colin's voice was hoarse as he finally spoke. "I too am genetically edited, but unlike Phoebe, I wasn't completely edited. My changes were just enhancements to bolster resistance to hereditary diseases, intelligence, athletic ability, and to take advantage of the genetic benefits of superior DNA."

No sooner had Colin finished than everyone's eyes were glued to him.

A glint of something, perhaps excitement or greed, sparked in the eyes of the scientists.

Human desire is terrifying. Since ancient times, emperors sought immortality, a pursuit that continues today, with research into eternal life and anti-aging never ceasing. But these anti-human, anti-natural experiments will inevitably take center stage in history, fueled by relentless human ambition.

"Ethan never really loved my mother. She was just an ordinary mixed-race woman, her genes perfect, chosen by Brendan to be a surrogate and an egg donor, while Ethan provided the sperm."

In other words, his so-called biological father.

Colin let out a bitter laugh. Plainly speaking, he was the product of surrogacy. Treated like an object, a commodity.

"Brendan wanted the perfect heir, so I, the genetically edited child, was born in a lab."

I began to understand why Colin was so reticent about these so-called secrets. Each secret was like a knife to him. As he divulged them, he was stabbing himself over and over.

"I was observed by researchers as I grew up until I was eight, the age when, according to the contract, the Langley family was supposed to take me in. But the Langley family went back on their word because I was naturally silent, reclusive, and the consequences of the genetic modifications

meant my brain developed abnormally slowly before the age of eight, my IQ even lower than an average person's."

"They deemed me a failure. After taking me back, they dumped me in an orphanage..." Colin took a deep breath, his gaze turning icy as he looked at Finn.

"What they didn't know was that after I turned eight, my brain started functioning beyond what normal people could achieve."

Colin pointed to his temple, but his voice was laced with loathing. He seemed to see himself as a genetically modified monster!