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The Day They Walked

In 1972, a groundbreaking discovery by Herbert Boyer and Stanley Cohen in genetic engineering, where they created the first transgenic organisms by inserting a resistance gene into an E. coli plasmid, sparked both immense scientific excitement and public backlash. While many hailed it as a monumental step forward, others protested, fearing humanity was "playing God." Amidst this controversy, Jeremy Karlson, a renowned paleontologist, recognized the profound potential of Boyer and Cohen's work. He saw it as a means to achieve something unprecedented: bringing dinosaurs back to life. Jeremy, accompanied by his wealthy step-brother Jake, who offered to fully fund the ambitious project, met with Boyer and Cohen. Jeremy revealed that during an expedition in Alaska, his team had discovered a perfectly preserved, 17,000-year-old juvenile dire wolf with intact organs, from which they successfully extracted degraded DNA. He believed that with Boyer and Cohen's expertise in transgenic technology, they could use this DNA, and by extension, potentially dinosaur DNA, to resurrect extinct creatures. Initially hesitant and skeptical of the audacious proposition, Boyer and Cohen were eventually swayed by Jeremy's unwavering confidence and the sheer magnitude of the idea. With Jake's financial backing and Jeremy's bold vision, they agreed to collaborate. The project, estimated to take four to five years, aimed to apply the nascent field of genetic engineering to the realm of paleontology, promising to reshape the world in an unimaginable way. As they left, Jeremy mused that when their success became public, the world would be irrevocably divided.
Daoist9KZjke · 1.3K Views

Restart: Walking After Waking Again

He opened his eyes in a world not his own. A child in an orphanage on a forgotten hill—quiet, distant, and far too composed for his age—he spends his days watching the town from above, waiting for something he cannot name. Born into this world with the memories of another, Rowe recalls cities of steel and flickering lights— but nothing of who he was, or how that life came undone. As the days drift by in hushed repetition, he mimics the world to blend in, while a deeper longing stirs beneath his silence: the desire to understand where he is… and why. And yet, something in him moves the world. People are drawn to him. Strange things begin to stir. Danger nears—but never touches. And within him, something begins to awaken—slowly, like the turning of stars. To others, he is simply one of the many nameless orphans left behind. But beneath that calm, unreadable face lies a forgotten name, a history erased. This is neither a tale of prophecy foretold nor that of a fate destined. Not a chosen hero’s rise or a villain's demise. It is the quiet unraveling of a boy trying to feel real—feel alive A child who slipped through fate’s fingers… and began to walk again. (Some excerpts from future^=^) “Don’t go there, move… it’s not safe,” Rowe warned, not out of panic, but habit—like he’d known what would happen if not stopped. Annora stands alone under the blanket of the clear dark starry sky. The wind tugged at her cloak as she prayed, “If you’re out there, please... find your way home, Isenor. Please, come back to me…” She had said it so many times, the stars seemed ready to answer. The air shifted as boots hit stone. A voice called out, clear and firm, “Enough waiting. Positions, everyone. Today marks a new beginning—we confer knightage on to the next generation.” declared Abel Time forgets many things. But not the ones still meant to be found...Let's walk the journey along with this curious soul
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Shotaro: journey of a hero that kept moving forward

"There was once a hero." All have heard that phrase at least once in their lives. Whispered by old men before firelight. Carved into stone beneath crumbled towers. Inscribed on the last pages of dying books. But more often than not, it was just a prelude— a sentence used to dress up myths, to clothe legends in something that sounded like truth. "There was once a hero who defeated the Demon King." "There was once a hero who slew the last of the skyborn dragons." .......... "There was once a hero who was thrown into the abyss... and kept climbing out of it." "There was once a hero who walked with tragedy tied around his waist like a blade." "There was once a hero who changed lives—not with miracles, but with mercy." Shotaro Mugyiwara. A name drowned in dust. A face erased by time. He wakes as a blank slate— somewhere in the shattered lands of Drakastradorn, known also as Aetheria. No memory of who he was. No sense of why he still breathes. Only silence. Only echoes. Only the wind screaming through ruins that remember him better than he remembers himself. This world is not kind. It is carved by Mantra, an energy not of magic, but of something older— from beyond space, beyond time— a power not meant for mortal tongues to name. The land bleeds war. The stars above are scarred. And in this stage of gods and monsters, drama and death... he awakens. ......... "He was always the hero." A child is born in Hokkaido, on the night of January 30, 2008. A birth that was never supposed to happen. From a womb never seeded. A life conjured, not conceived. The world shook the moment he took his first breath. Because something ancient had returned. Something the world had forgotten how to fear. --- "There was once a hero... who was a great diplomat." Who could shape armies not with swords, but with words. Who could bend even fate to a shared purpose. Shotaro Mugyiwara’s life was never normal. And it will never be. Even in a world where he remembers nothing— no comrades, no battles, no lovers, no scars— even with the past ripped from his veins... He walks. He endures. He refuses to kneel. Because the truth is simple. "There was once a hero..." "Who kept moving forward."
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