Hey, did you know?

Somewhere in this universe, there's a genetic ability that can grant any wish.

If we had that genetic ability...

Maybe people wouldn’t have fought like this.

Maybe there wouldn’t have been wars in the world.

Maybe we wouldn’t have lost the people we care about.

It’s strange, right?

Even though we're living at the same time,

There are kids like us, fighting for their lives every day,

And then there are kids living happily, surrounded by their parents, siblings, and friends.

I always knew the world was unfair and irrational,

But still, it makes me a little envious... and sad.

Someday, I want to live in a world where we can smile together with our precious ones.

And if there’s a genetic ability that can grant that wish...

—— There’s no way such a dreamlike ability exists.

No, it does exist.

I think it’s called...

'My Gene.'

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~In the quiet classroom~ 

"(What is this... I don’t get it at all...)"

His light golden hair stuck out, and cold sweat dripped down his troubled face.

He was muttering in his mind.

He had never been great at studying, but this time, he was sure to fail miserably.

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[1] (5 points)

What term did researcher Gia use in her paper to describe the state when the genetic ability is synchronized with the user? Select from the options below:

1. Ability that Gene Instantly Synchronizes

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2. Ability that Gene Ruins Yourself

3. Gene Ability In Abyss

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[2] (5 points)

Name the prestigious family that produced the following individuals:

・Developed "Renjutu" (5th generation heretic)

・Protected a star from a meteor and earned the title of the galaxy (9th generation legitimate)

・Started the Great Marshal Rebellion (9th generation heretic)

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[3] (5 points)

Which star is explored in the "Primacy Star Journal"?

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"(I’m so bad at history...)"

"I knew written exams weren’t for me..."

That was the last thing he mumbled before slipping into the dream world he always visited.

———

He was running through the darkness.

Something was chasing him.

He glanced back, and there it was — that "something."

It was darkness, but it was also a young man, and the axis of the galaxy’s destiny, and...

It was also himself.

As he ran, he felt self-hatred, jealousy, despair... and rage.

As the darkness closed in, those negative emotions surged within him.

When he looked back again, a black shining sun emerged from the darkness.

The sun gradually shrank, turning into a spear of hope that pierced him.

There was no pain.

But as if it had been embedded deep in his heart, a darkness unlike anything he had ever felt before welled up inside him.

That darkness, filled with all negative emotions... he instinctively knew it as “Root of Evil.”

As the darkness closed in and was about to consume him, he steeled himself and faced it head-on.

Ten orbs of light shot out from his body, clashing with the darkness and exposing its core.

He pressed forward, determined to tear apart the "Root of Evil" that gnawed at his soul.

But...

The merciless Root of Evil swallowed him, along with the light.

At that moment, a faint voice echoed in his mind, slowly, each word broken:

"I...a.."

"...la...ry..."

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"...ra...ry..."

"...raz...ry..."

"Thunder Palmer=Urazmary!!!"

He suddenly awoke.

A classmate seated behind him, a girl with long, straight, pale blue hair, was calling his name with a sharp breath.

"Plasma, the test’s over! Hurry up and pass your paper to the front!"

Thunder P=Urazmary, nicknamed "Plasma," had fallen asleep during the test.

Plasma hastily took the paper from the girl and, hiding his blank test, passed it forward.

Then, turning back to the girl, he muttered:

"Serina! You promised you’d wake me up!"

"You...!! Maybe..."

"Damn it, thanks to you not waking me up, my test’s practically blank... And my practical exam’s shaky too..."

Hearing Plasma’s complaints, the girl called Serina swallowed her words and let out a deep sigh.

Her face was red with anger, as if steam might erupt from her head.

"I never promised to wake you this time!"

"And I always say if I can! If I help you too much, they'll suspect I’m in on it!"

Plasma thought, "I was just sleeping, not cheating," but sensing trouble, he kept quiet.

"And it’s your fault for falling asleep and leaving the paper blank!"

Ignoring Serina’s protests, Plasma roughly stuffed his writing tools into his bag and stood up with such force the chair nearly toppled over.

"You know, if you don’t shape up... even your mentor’s gonna have a hard time with you..."

Serina looked at him, the embodiment of foolishness, with sad eyes.

"Serina! The written exam’s over... let’s go home!"

"You seem way too carefree... Did you even finish the exam...? You're barely passing the practicals too..."

"I’m not too worried about graduating though..."

Plasma dashed out of the classroom, paying no attention to Serina's words.

This is the Gene Ability Academy.

A place of compulsory education, where each student learns to control their own unique genetic abilities.

They are in their final year of high school.

Without graduating from high school, they can’t use their gene abilities, nor can they leave the planet and venture into space.

And today was the written exam for their graduation test.

This is the prologue to the story of a young man, just before he sets off on a fateful journey across the galaxy.

To be continued...