The room remained completely still after Dr.
Frost spoke the word.
Superhuman.
It sounded absurd.
Like something from an old comic or conspiracy theory buried deep inside forgotten corners of the net.
And yet…
Nobody laughed.
Because deep down, every single person in the room had already felt it.
That quiet disconnect from normal people.
That strange sense of being different without understanding why.
Dr.
Frost slowly walked around the black crystal sphere again, his white lab coat shifting softly behind him against the dark cybernetic armor underneath.
Then he continued.
“So,” he said calmly, “the little test we had right here carries more significance than you currently understand.”
Several eyes shifted back toward the crystal.
Even now the thing seemed unsettling.
Dr.
Frost raised his transparent tablet again and flicked through the results.
“Based on the data we gathered…”
He glanced briefly toward Adrian and Ria.
“…we have two individuals with three circles.”
Adrian straightened slightly at that.
Ria remained calm.
Dr.
Frost continued.
“Five individuals with two circles.”
Several people quietly exchanged looks.
“Nine individuals with one circle.”
A few expressions darkened immediately after hearing that.
Comparison had already begun.
Human nature worked fast.
Then Dr.
Frost paused deliberately.
His silver eyes slowly shifted toward Damien.
“And one abnormal.”
The room’s attention instantly turned toward him again.
Damien stayed seated quietly.
Dr.
Frost tilted his head slightly.
“That would be you, Mr. Gray.”
Adrian smirked faintly again, though it looked less confident than before.
Dr.
Frost continued before anyone could speak.
“But,” he said calmly, “for now we can at least assume you formed two circles.”
For now.
That wording immediately caught Damien’s attention.
So did the fact Dr.
Frost clearly didn’t believe it himself.
A woman near the back folded her arms tightly.
“Can someone explain what these circles actually mean already?”
“Of course,” Dr.
Frost replied.
He tapped the transparent tablet once.
Several holographic displays suddenly appeared in the air behind him.
Complex diagrams.
Genetic structures.
Streams of scientific data.
Human anatomy models rotating slowly in blue light.
The room dimmed automatically to make the projections clearer.
“To put it simply,” Dr.
Frost began, “the number of circles formed by the crystal has been used to establish a ranking system.”
He raised one finger.
“At the lowest level…”
A holographic symbol appeared behind him.
“Superhuman Version I.”
The symbol shifted into simplified text.
V I
Dr.
Frost raised a second finger.
“Followed by Superhuman Version II.”
V II
Then a third finger.
“And lastly…”
The hologram shifted again.
“Superhuman Version III.”
V III
The symbol glowed brighter than the others.
Dr.
Frost’s expression sharpened slightly.
“The rarest classification.”
Adrian immediately spoke.
“So me and her are Version III?”
Ria sighed quietly beside Damien.
“You really ask questions like a guy trying to flex inside a biology lecture.”
Adrian ignored her completely.
Dr.
Frost looked toward him.
“Possibly,” he replied calmly.
“Though the crystal test is only a preliminary evaluation.”
Adrian leaned back again looking satisfied enough with that answer.
Damien focused on the holograms carefully.
Everything Dr.
Frost displayed looked authentic.
Not fake conspiracy nonsense.
Real science.
Advanced science.
The genetic models alone were beyond anything Damien had seen publicly available.
Dr.
Frost continued speaking.
“This ranking system,” he said, “stems from an experiment conducted several hundred years ago.”
The holograms changed.
Ancient research facilities appeared.
Massive laboratories.
Scientists in old-generation tech suits.
A city projection appeared behind him.
A version of Earth even more advanced than modern Blueburn.
Floating orbital structures.
Planet-wide energy systems.
Entire oceans covered in automated harvesting platforms.
“At that point,” Dr.
Frost said quietly, “humanity believed it had reached the absolute limit of evolution.”
The hologram zoomed toward a rotating DNA strand.
“The Sapien was considered the final form of the human species.”
His voice slowed slightly.
“No superior evolution existed.”
Several people listened carefully now.
Even Adrian had stopped trying to act cool.
Dr.
Frost looked around the room.
“But humanity,” he said calmly, “has always suffered from one endless disease.”
He smiled faintly.
“The need for growth.”
The holograms shifted again.
This time the words appeared in massive glowing text behind him.
THE SUPERHUMAN PROJECT
The room grew quieter.
“That need for growth,” Dr.
Frost continued, “led to the beginning of the Superhuman Project.”
A woman near the front frowned.
“So what exactly was the project trying to do?”
Dr.
Frost answered immediately.
“Create the perfect human species.”
Several people visibly reacted to that sentence.
Dr.
Frost continued walking slowly.
“A species not limited by disease.”
Holograms displayed collapsing human cells rebuilding themselves.
“Not limited by aging.”
A human figure rapidly aged then reversed back into youth.
“Not limited by physical weakness.”
The projection showed impossible biological outputs far beyond normal humans.
“Or the countless flaws attached to the Sapien genome.”
Damien’s eyes narrowed slightly.
The more Dr.
Frost explained…
The less insane it sounded.
Which honestly made it worse.
“But,” Dr.
Frost continued calmly, “the project was a complete failure.”
The holograms shifted violently.
Warning signs appeared.
Facility footage.
Medical chambers.
Emergency alarms.
Then casualty numbers.
Millions.
The room stiffened.
“At least,” Dr.
Frost added quietly, “at the beginning.”
One of the men spoke immediately.
“Millions died?”
“Yes.”
“And they still continued?”
Dr.
Frost looked at him.
“When has humanity ever stopped dangerous research simply because people died?”
Nobody answered.
Because history had already answered that question centuries ago.
Dr.
Frost continued.
“The project was eventually shut down publicly after catastrophic failures.”
The holographic facilities began shutting down one by one.
“It was believed humanity simply could not evolve overnight.”
Then his expression changed slightly.
“But secretly…”
The holograms shifted again.
Hidden laboratories appeared beneath oceans.
Inside mountains.
Below cities.
“…the research continued.”
The atmosphere in the room became heavier with every sentence.
Dr.
Frost raised a hand.
Then a new energy diagram appeared.
Unlike the others, this one looked strange.
Almost alive.
Blue streams of light moved through the projection like flowing liquid electricity.
“With the discovery of Aether Energy,” Dr.
Frost said, “the project achieved greater success.”
Damien immediately noticed the reactions around the room.
Several people looked confused.
But others…
Others looked like they had heard the term before somewhere.
“Aether?” Ria asked quietly.
Dr.
Frost nodded.
“A primordial energy form discovered deep beneath Earth’s crust nearly four centuries ago.”
The hologram displayed glowing crystal formations underground.
“It changed technology forever.”
That much Damien already knew.
Aether reactors powered most modern civilization now.
But public information about Aether had always been heavily restricted.
Dr.
Frost continued.
“However…”
His tone darkened slightly.
“There was one major problem.”
The room focused entirely on him now.
“A Superhuman could not be formed from a pre-existing human.”
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“What does that mean?” someone asked.
“It means,” Dr.
Frost replied, “normal humans could not survive complete forced evolution.”
The holograms displayed cellular collapse.
Complete biological destruction.
“The human body rejected it.”
Several people looked disturbed now.
“So the project changed direction.”
Dr.
Frost paused briefly.
Then spoke the next words slowly.
“A mass experimentation began.”
The room immediately became tense again.
Damien noticed Ria straighten slightly beside him.
Dr.
Frost continued.
“The scientists behind the project decided to place the Superhuman Gene into every single human on Earth.”
Several people spoke at once.
“What?!”
“That’s insane.”
“How would nobody notice that?”
“In a technology-dominant world,” Dr.
Frost replied calmly, “it was difficult.”
Then he smiled slightly.
“…but not impossible.”
The holograms displayed global medical systems.
Vaccination programs.
Food distribution networks.
Atmospheric nano-delivery systems.
Humanity itself had unknowingly become the testing ground.
“The scientists succeeded secretly,” Dr.
Frost said.
Then his expression darkened again.
“But eventually…”
The holograms flashed red.
“…they were discovered.”
Government military footage appeared.
Research facilities burning.
Scientists executed.
Data erased.
“They were silenced permanently.”
The room had gone dead quiet now.
“The Superhuman Project was officially erased from history.”
Dr.
Frost looked around slowly.
“But by then…”
His eyes sharpened.
“…the die had already been cast.”
The holograms shifted once more.
Now they displayed generations of DNA structures passing from parent to child endlessly.
“The Superhuman Gene developed slowly inside humanity.”
The DNA structures gradually evolved with each generation.
“It altered genetic structures down to the smallest details.”
Dr.
Frost continued calmly.
“And upon death, those genes transferred to offspring.”
Generation after generation flashed across the holograms.
Five hundred years of silent evolution.
Invisible.
Undetected.
Waiting.
“But there was one condition required for a true Superhuman to emerge.”
Dr.
Frost raised one finger.
“Perfect alignment.”
The room focused intensely now.
“The Superhuman genes had to align completely.”
The DNA structures merged together perfectly.
“Even ninety-nine percent alignment…”
The hologram destabilized violently.
“…would result in dormant genes.”
The projections faded into normal human DNA again.
“That person would remain Sapien.”
Several people looked down instinctively.
As if realizing how absurdly unlikely this all sounded.
Dr.
Frost’s voice became quieter now.
Almost reverent.
“After five hundred years…”
The holograms behind him slowly disappeared one by one.
“…for the first time in human history…”
Only sixteen glowing figures remained floating behind him.
Sixteen.
Exactly the number inside this room.
“…sixteen individuals emerged with perfect Superhuman Gene alignment.”
Nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
Dr.
Frost looked directly at them.
At Damien.
At Ria.
At Adrian.
At every single person gathered there.
And then he said the words that made the entire room feel unreal.
“These sixteen people…”
A slow smile appeared on his face.
“…are you.”
Silence swallowed the lobby whole.
Then Dr.
Frost spoke one final sentence.
“You…”
His silver eyes gleamed faintly beneath the holographic light.
“…are the Superhuman.”
A pause.
“The perfect evolution of mankind.”