Revenge After Death



Michael was also present in the laboratory. He looked at Steven with a complicated gaze.

Daisy walked over and hugged Miguel's arm. She was fully convinced that the person inside Michael's body was actually Miguel.

Unfortunately, she was wrong

"Must you really do this, Daisy?' Miguel asked, conflicted.

Daisy chuckled and replied, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

She was confident that Steven would ensure the success of the experiment for Stephanie's sake.

"Everything will be alright, and we'll stay together happily." Daisy held onto Miguel's hand, smiling hopefully. Steven looked at her indifferently. Stephanie would never be free if these lunatics were still alive.

Daisy's laboratory exploded, causing severe disturbance from under Huma University. The police and fire department arrived at the scene quickly.

A laboratory hidden in the middle of Huma's city center was now exposed to the public.

Humans could never resist the temptation of genome editing. Everyone wanted to play creator, but was it truly a good thing to recklessly edit and alter genes?

The exposure of the genome editing underground laboratory caused a global sensation.

Both Stephany and Steven were victims of this explosion, yet they only managed to find Stephany's body.

I couldn't remember how long I had been unconscious in the villa on the mountain. My mind felt foggy, as if my instincts and nature were suppressed by medication.

I felt as if I'd lost a lot of blood from the nosebleed. This body felt foreign to me.

"I'm so jealous of you, Stephanie. Why was it that you got to meet your star while we were left in the dark, even though we're all clone subjects? You have to live on with my body, Stephanie. I'm willing to give you my body.

"Keep on living, Stephanie. Keep on living for our sake.'

A despairing voice echoed in my mind-it was Una.

She was asking me to keep on living for their sake.

All of the third-generation clone subjects were perfect. The only thing that couldn't be overcome was the law of natural destruction.

Such a law dictated that clone subjects would develop severe issues like depression or bipolar disorder once they reached a certain age. They would begin to experience mania, irritability, loss of physical control, and their souls would crave death.

As they were not naturally born beings, they couldn't change their fates or avoid death. They were hollow within. They wanted to-and had to-die.

"Do you know that there are cases in nature where animals commit mass suicide, Stephanie? There's an unseen force that's controlling the paths of all living things. Our existence isn't allowed by god, Stephanie. We're born into hell.

I felt as if I had seen Una in the stark white laboratory while in a daze. She smiled at me before gradually disappearing.

There was a blinding light, and I couldn't open my eyes. My final memory stayed on Steven's face.

"Stephie?" He tried calling my name.

He seemed relieved the moment I opened my eyes. He then injected a syringe into my neck. "Go to sleep, Stephie. It'll all end when you open your eyes again.

Steven always seemed to recognize me instantly regardless if I was in Stephany's or Una's body.

I wondered how he managed to identify me with such precision.

"Stephie..." I heard someone calling in my ear once again.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

But the voice had gone from Steven's to Michael's.

I had recovered my memories.