Adetoye_Eniola

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In a world where technology and mysticism intertwine, Dante Kieran wakes up to a reality altered beyond recognition. A mysterious artifact has bonded with him, rewriting his destiny and unlocking powers beyond human comprehension.

Hunted by secret organizations, feared by the elite, and drawn into a battle older than time itself, Dante must navigate a treacherous path of betrayal, ambition, and forbidden knowledge. Alongside three breathtakingly powerful women—each harboring secrets of their own—he will uncover the truth behind the artifact, his past, and the cosmic forces at play.

But power comes with a price, and as the line between hero and villain blurs, Dante must decide: Will he be humanity’s savior or its destruction?

The Genesis has begun.


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ROUGE GENESIS

Dante stood in the wreckage of the training room, his breath steady, golden veins still pulsing beneath his skin. He had never felt like this before—this raw, unshackled power thrumming in his bones.

Cain pulled himself from the rubble, dusting off his jacket with a lopsided grin. "Not bad, Goldie. You actually managed to hit me this time."

Dante exhaled sharply. "That was more than a hit."

Cain chuckled. "Yeah. You nearly broke my damn ribs." He cracked his neck. "So, ready for round two?"

Dante didn't answer. He was still adjusting to what just happened. This power—it wasn't just strength or speed. It was something deeper, something primal.

Lyra walked up, her expression unreadable as she glanced at her tablet. "Your vitals are stabilizing, but that last surge… It wasn't normal."

Dante turned to her. "What do you mean?"

She hesitated. "When you attacked Cain, your energy levels spiked past what should be possible. You weren't just using your enhanced strength. It was something else."

Cain leaned against the broken wall, arms crossed. "Well, duh. Goldie's not just some enhanced soldier—he's a freaking Shadowborn experiment. Of course he's gonna have weird powers."

Dante frowned. He didn't like being called an experiment.

Lyra ignored Cain and looked straight at Dante. "We need to test something."

Dante tensed. "What kind of test?"

Lyra walked over to a reinforced training dummy—a thick, metallic construct built to withstand immense force. "I want you to hit this. Hard. But this time, don't just use brute strength. Focus."

Dante narrowed his eyes. "Focus on what?"

Lyra met his gaze. "The energy inside you. Don't just let it explode—control it."

Dante inhaled slowly, turning toward the training dummy. He could feel it—that energy humming inside him, coiled like a beast waiting to strike.

This time, he wouldn't just unleash it.

Dante took a step forward, raising his fist. He concentrated, feeling the power surge through his body, gathering at his fingertips.

The impact didn't just dent the metal.

A shockwave blasted through the training room, tearing through the reinforced walls and sending Cain stumbling backward. The air crackled with raw energy as dust and debris swirled in the aftermath.

Lyra's eyes widened slightly. "That wasn't just strength."

Dante looked at his own hand, his breathing steady. He could still feel the energy lingering in his fingertips. For the first time, he had truly tapped into it.

Cain let out a low whistle. "Well, Goldie… Looks like you're finally getting interesting."

Dante smirked, flexing his fingers. "I was always interesting."

Lyra crossed her arms, a ghost of a smile on her lips. "Then let's see how far we can take this."

BREAKING LIMITS.