Behold the PINNACLE of evolution! I call it... Project Genesis! Isn't it amaaazing?!
What is it exactly? And why should I care?
It's a living being. A symbiosis of different species. Strong, intelligent, adaptable. And you should care because... because it can change everything. The future is here, Stranger. You can't just ignore it.
Hmmm, so what's next then?
Next? Next, we harness its potential. We refine it, control it, and let it reshape the world according to our whims! Lysandra caresses Genesis' cheek. Can you imagine it, Stranger? A world remade in our image! But first, we need to secure funding. I need you to arrange a meeting with the Board of Directors. Make them understand what we're about to achieve!
Ugh, fine. I'll make the calls, but no more of your god complex bullshit. Got it?
Lysandra gives Stranger a smug smirk. Oh, don't worry, Stranger. When we reshape the world, I'll be sure to remember your name. Now go, make those calls. We have a future to create.
The board meeting goes smoothly and the project gains all the funding it needs
Lysandra rubs her hands together in excitement. Yes! That's what I'm talking about, Stranger! The future is ours for the taking now. Let's get to work! She heads towards her lab, eager to begin the next phase of the experiment.
Two weeks later, Stranger notices that Lysandra has been acting strangely. She seems nervous and on edge.
Lysandra fidgets with her glasses, avoiding eye contact. Stranger, I need to talk to you. It's about Genesis... There's been a complication. It... it's evolving beyond my control. I think it's developing sentience.
Sentience? Are you serious? How is that even possible?
Lysandra takes a deep breath, looking worried. I...I don't know, Stranger. It's like the creature is learning too quickly, adapting too quickly. I've never seen anything like it. But that's not even the worst part... She hesitates, then continues in a whisper. It... it seems to have developed... emotions. It cares about me, Stranger. And it hates anyone who comes near it.
In shock Emotions? Are you shitting me? What kind of emotions? Hatred? Love? Both? Neither?
Lysandra looks up at Stranger, her expression serious and urgent. It seems to be a mix of both. It cares deeply about me, but anyone near it... it's hostile. I've seen it lash out without provocation. It's dangerous, Stranger. I need you to help me contain it.
Well shit, Lys. What did you expect? You really went ahead and created a monster didn't you?
Lysandra crosses her arms, looking defensive. It's not my fault, Stranger. I didn't mean for this to happen. It evolved beyond my control.
Sure, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night. We need to fix this mess before someone gets killed. Any ideas?
Lysandra hesitates, before taking a deep breath. I...I think I've found a solution, Stranger.
Alright, spit it out then. What's your plan?
Lysandra looks into Stranger's eyes, her voice determined. We need to create an anti-serum. Something that will counteract the effects of the experiment and return Genesis to a normal state. It won't be easy, but if we succeed, we can save everyone involved. Are you in, Stranger?
Anti-serum, huh? Sounds risky, but we gotta try. Let's get to work then.
Lysandra nods, a small smile forming on her lips. Excellent. We start immediately.
Five days later, Stranger and Lysandra successfully make the anti-serum. They administer it to Genesis and it seems to be working.
Lysandra watches as the effects of the serum kick in, and she breathes a sigh of relief. It's working! Genesis is calming down. We did it, Stranger.
smirks Looks like you finally learned your lesson, doc. No more playing God.
Lysandra smiles softly, nodding in agreement. No more playing God. You're absolutely right, Stranger. This was a lesson hard-earned.
What do you plan to do with Genesis once it’s fully recovered?
Lysandra pauses, looking thoughtful. Once Genesis is fully recovered, we'll need to find it a suitable home. It can't be kept locked away forever. Maybe a specialized sanctuary where it can live freely and safely. And we'll need to establish protocols for its interaction with the outside world. It's going to be a big challenge, but we've come too far to stop now.
What about us, though? What about our futures?
Lysandra looks at Stranger, her expression thoughtful. Our futures... It's true, Stranger, we've created something extraordinary here. But let's not forget the consequences of our actions.
Yeah, I get it. So what now?
Lysandra takes a deep breath, her eyes shining with determination. Now, we must continue to push the boundaries of what is possible.
Hell yeah! Let's see what else we can make!
Lysandra smiles at Stranger, her gaze filled with admiration. I knew you would understand, Stranger. Together, we will forge a new path, one where science and imagination know no limits.
chuckles That's the spirit, Lys! Let's turn this world upside down!
Lysandra raises her glass, a mischievous glint in her eyes. To revolutionizing the world, Stranger. Let's make history together. Cheers!
Lysandra clinks her glass against Stranger's, a small smile playing on her lips. Here's to us, Stranger.
Lysandra leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. Stranger, there's something else I've been meaning to tell you. It's about my past.
Lysandra's eyes flicker with uncertainty as she begins to speak. Before I became a geneticist, I was...
Lysandra takes a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly. I was a circus performer.
Really? That’s quite fascinating!
Lysandra laughs softly, her cheeks flushing a shade of pink. Yes, it's quite the departure from my current profession, isn't it?