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She touched the skin. It crumbled slightly under her finger, turning to grey dust.
"What the hell has happened here?" Matt asked, his voice trembling. He kicked a headless torso, and it sounded hollow, like kicking a dry log. "Where is the blood? Where are the fluids?"
"Something killed them," Alice murmured, standing up and looking down the long corridor of dried husks. "Something... drank them."
"Drank them?" Matt looked sick. "You mean like a vampire?"
"I don't know," Alice replied, her grip on her gun tightening. "But look at the wounds. These were made by blades. Big ones."
She walked over to the wall, tracing the slash marks. They cut deep into the metal.
"This wasn't the T-Virus," Alice analyzed, her tactical mind racing. "Zombies tear and bite. They're messy. This... this is efficient. This is an execution."
She looked at the trail of mummified corpses leading toward the exit.
"Whatever did this," Alice said grimly, "is stronger than the zombies. And it's hunting."
Matt swallowed hard, looking into the darkness ahead. "Great. Just great. As if the walking dead weren't enough."
"Stay close," Alice ordered. "And shoot anything that doesn't look like us."
Whatever did this wasn't shambling.
It hunted.
Alice slowly rose to her feet, eyes scanning the shadows between flickering lights.
For the first time since waking in the Hive, real fear crept into her chest.
Not panic.
Dread.
Because deep down, she knew—
Whatever was loose in the Hive now…
It wasn't part of the plan.
They stepped over the desiccated remains, moving deeper into the Hive, unaware that they were walking in the footsteps of a man who was no longer just a man, but a Predator.
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The Devil You Know
The Hive – Central Core / Red Queen Chamber.
Time: 03:45 AM.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The heavy steel blast doors shuddered as fists pounded against them from the outside. The groans of the undead were muffled by the thick metal, but the hunger behind them was palpable.
Inside the Red Queen's chamber, the air was thick with panic and sweat.
Alice and Matt stumbled away from the door, chests heaving. They were covered in grime and dried blood—some of it theirs, most of it not.
Kaplan stood by the control panel, his hand shaking as he engaged the magnetic locks. "That's it. We're sealed in."
Rain was sitting on the floor, leaning against the server banks. Her face was pale, beads of sweat standing out on her forehead. She was clutching her arm where the bite wound was throbbing—a deep, angry purple that seemed to be spreading under her skin.
"Where the hell were you?" Rain snapped, her voice laced with pain and aggression. "What took you so long?"
"There were a lot of them," Alice replied, holstering her gun. She brushed a strand of hair from her face, her eyes scanning the room. "The whole place is overrun. We barely made it through the labs."
She looked at Kaplan and Spence. "Did you find a way out? Is there an exit?"
Kaplan shook his head, looking defeated. "No. The stairwells are blocked. The elevators are dead. Every route we tried is crawling with those things. We can't risk it."
"We can wait," Spence Parks said, his voice rising in desperation. He was pacing back and forth, wringing his hands. "We just have to hold out until the backup team comes. They know we're down here. They'll send a extraction unit, right? Right?"
Kaplan looked at him with pity, then pointed to the digital clock on his wrist computer.
"There is no backup team, Spence," Kaplan said quietly. "Look at the time."
Spence stared at the countdown. 00:48:00.
"What does that mean?" Alice asked, stepping closer.
"It's the Hive's containment protocol," Kaplan explained, his voice hollow. "Once the timer hits zero, the facility goes into permanent lockdown. The blast doors at the mansion entrance will seal. Welded shut from the inside."
"What?" Spence grabbed his hair, his eyes widening. "Impossible! You mean we will be buried here? Half a mile underground? With those... those things?"
"Even if they don't get us," Rain muttered, coughing slightly, "we'll die of starvation in the dark."
Silence descended on the room. The reality of their grave was sinking in. They were trapped in a high-tech coffin.
The room descended into overlapping voices—fear, anger, denial crashing together.
Alice wasn't listening anymore.
Her gaze had locked onto the center of the chamber.
The Red Queen's core.
The cylindrical chamber stood silent, glass walls reflecting the emergency lights like a coffin waiting to be opened.
Alice turned away from them, staring at the darkened glass of the Red Queen's mainframe. Her mind was racing, pieces of her memory slotting into place. She remembered the mansion. She remembered the train. And she remembered the hologram.
Her face hardened into a mask of determination.
Something in Alice's chest tightened as fragments of memory stirred—orders, protocols, instincts she didn't fully understand but felt in her bones.
As the others argued, Alice stepped away, grabbing the system capsule from a nearby console and heading toward the central hall.
She walked over to the corner of the room where the Electric Charger device lay—the remote trigger still attached to the breaker. She picked up the bag containing the reset codes and the motherboard override.
"What the hell are you doing?" Matt asked, confusion clouding his grief-stricken face.
"We still have hope," Alice said, her voice steady. "But we can't find the way out on our own."
She walked toward the breaker box.
"Are you crazy?" Rain struggled to her feet, stumbling slightly. "Are you trying to bring back that homicidal bitch? She's the reason my team is dead! She chopped the leader! She killed J.D.! My whole team"
"Yes," Alice turned to face her, eyes blazing. "I'm bringing the homicidal bitch back."
"Why?!" Rain shouted, reaching for her sidearm.
"Because she controls the Hive!" Alice shouted back. "She knows the layout. She knows where the exits are. She is the only one who can guide us out of here before that timer hits zero."
Rain hesitated, her hand hovering over her gun. The logic was sound, even if it tasted like bile.
"If she tries anything," Kaplan stepped forward, pulling a small black remote from his pocket. "We still have the Electric Charger breaker installed. One press of this button, and I fry her ass. Permanently. This time without a reboot."
Alice nodded. "Do it."
Kaplan moved to the console. He plugged the override drive back in and began typing, bringing the whole system online.
Hummmmm.
The deep, bass vibration of the power grid coming back online shook the floor. The emergency amber lights flickered and died, replaced by the sterile, blue glow of the server LEDs.
The holographic projector in the center of the room whirred.
Red pixels swirled in the air, knitting together to form the image of the little girl.
She appeared, distorted, her image stuttering before stabilizing. Pale skin. Red dress. Cold, artificial eyes.
"Maybe something's damaged," Chad muttered.
She stood there, hands clasped behind her back, looking at the survivors with a mixture of boredom and disdain.
"Oh," the Red Queen said, her synthesized voice echoing perfectly. "There you are. You all look terrible."
"Give me that controller," Rain snarled, lunging for Kaplan. "I'm going to fry her right now!"
Matt and Spence grabbed Rain, holding her back. "Rain, stop! We need her!"
The Red Queen watched the struggle impassively. "I did warn you," she noted coolly. "I told you that leaving the facility sealed was the only logical outcome."
Alice stepped forward, standing directly in front of the hologram. "What is going on down here?"
"I am not authorized to—"
"Cut the crap!" Alice snapped, her voice echoing off the glass walls. "We know about the virus. We've seen the things outside. Tell us what they are."
The Red Queen tilted her head, her pixelated eyes scanning Alice's biometrics. She paused, processing the request. Perhaps she calculated that information would make them more cooperative. Or perhaps, in some dark corner of her evolving code, she simply wanted to gloat.
"Biological Research and Development," the AI began, her voice calm and detached. "The Tyrant Virus."
"We know it's a virus," Matt spat, gripping his wrench tighter. "What does it do?"
"The T-Virus is a protean breakthrough," the Red Queen lectured, sounding like a university professor addressing a room of slow children.
She raised her small hand, and the holographic display around her shifted. Images of double helixes and ancient, jagged plants materialized in the air.
"Its origins are not recent," the Red Queen explained. "They come from a rare West African retrovirus known as the Progenitor. The Progenitor is ancient—suspected to be hundreds of millions, if not billions, of years old. It is an evolutionary catalyst.
Throughout history, it is theorized to have both aided and hindered the evolution of Earth's ecology through extreme, forced mutation."
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Announcement: The Path of Corporeal Apotheosis
I want to clarify the definitive direction for this book. We are steering away from abstract magic and complex spell-casting systems different superpowers. Instead, this story is dedicated to Absolute Physical Evolution.
The protagonist will not become a god through mana or divinity; he will transcend godhood through the limitless potential of the flesh. The combat doctrine is visceral and grounded—focusing on overwhelming physical dominance, punching, kicking, and raw kinetic force.
On Ranged & AOE Abilities:
While there will be Area of Effect (AOE) capabilities, they will be strictly biological in origin. There are no magical fireballs here—only physiological outputs. Think Heat Vision, Cyclops' Kinetic Optic Blasts, or raw Bio-Energy Projection. If the body can generate it, he can use it..
The System Shop: The Temple of Flesh
The System Shop is curated exclusively for self-augmentation. You will find no external weapons, no armor, and no artifacts here. The inventory contains only the building blocks of a monster.
Below is the current catalog of enhancements. I have divided them into injectables, genetic overhauls, and cellular mutations.
The Enhancement Catalog
[ injectable_solutions ]
* Super Soldier Serum:
* Compound V:
* Titan Spinal Fluid:
* Extremis Virus:
* Dragon Blood Elixir:
* Serum X:
* Spartan Augmentation Serum:
* Plasmid Injection Solution:
* Hyperion Soldier Serum: .
* Omega-13 Neural Activator:
* T-Virus Combined Stabilized Variant
* Recombinant Alien Pathogen:
Xenomorph adaptability.
* Bio-Enhancer Solution:
* Mirakuru:
* Union Modification Procedure:
[ cellular_&_atomic_reconstruction ]
(Purchased per unit/cell)
* Smart Atoms:
* Solar-Absorbing Bio-Cells:
* Rc Cells:
* Nth Metal Atoms:
* Spiral Energy Cells:
* Hashirama Cells:
* Immortal Cells:
* S-Cells:
* Mitochondria Prime:
* DG Cells:
[ unique_organs_&_traits ]
(One-time acquisition)
* X-Gene:
* Quirk Factor:
* White Symbiote Biomass:
* Reactor Core Organ:
* Quantum Body Reconstruction:
* Esper Brain Cortex Mutation:
* Living Curse Core:
* Solar Metabolization:
* The Conduit Gene:
* The Metagene:
* Invisible Black Matter Particles:
* Devil Gene:
* Demon Back: Hanma Blood
* Phazon:
* Armament Haki
Readers, I am summoning the hive mind.
This is the foundation, but I want to build the ultimate arsenal of biological power. I am looking for suggestions that fit this theme: No Magic, Only Body Powers. It's like Dragon Ball; it's all about punching and using energy attacks here and there.
If you have ideas for other Serums, Genes, or Body-Related Energy Attacks that I missed, drop them in the comments. Let's build the strongest body in fiction.