A red moon hangs high in the sky, its bloody light blanketing the land. A tide of corpses surges forward, swallowing every trace of life. In the darkness of the apocalypse, Su Qi awakens in a morgue, the stench of decay washing over him. Zombie claws have already torn through the door, and the countdown to his death ticks mercilessly in his mind: 10 seconds!
[Ding! The Myriad Worlds Gene Fusion System has activated!] Cornered, Su Qi unleashes astonishing strength, tearing apart an attacking zombie dog with his bare hands. A faint glow flashes in his palm, and the System chimes: “Consumption successful! Traits available for fusion: [Rending Bite] [Corrosive Poison Claws]!”
While survivors tremble and struggle to stay alive among the ruins, Su Qi's path of evolution has already begun. He sets out to overturn the laws of the apocalypse. He fuses with a Licker's genes, dropping to all fours as bone blades tear through steel; devours a giant corrosive vine, sending poisonous thorns coiling around a city wall for a thousand meters; and analyzes alien remains, unfurling crystalline insect wings from his back and beating them to pierce the clouds as he soars toward the heavens.
“Human? That's just my starting form.” The Corpse King leads a million-strong zombie army to the front lines, only to see Su Qi standing atop the skull of a cosmic behemoth. His gene chains boil and recombine in the void. Dragon scales cover his body, lightning eyes scorch the heavens, and every mythic sequence unlocks. He has become a god of the apocalypse.
When an alien fleet descends on Earth, its arrogant commander sneers, “The genes of a low-level civilization are only fit for a culture dish.” Su Qi lightly taps a finger, and billions of beams of fused light pierce the galaxy. He sneers back, “Thanks for the delivery. I'll take the gene bank aboard your fleet...”
