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Re-Birth of a Genius. Creator/Destroyer

In the 21st century Earth gave Birth to greatest genius ever. A genius who Master myriad of arts. Medicine to Engineering. Mathematics to Micro Biology. Weapon Designing to Environmental control. Music to Painting. Dance to Martial arts. He mastered Everything. He created so many things to help mankind such that he got the title 'Greatest Creator'. But what if he cant get justice for the loss of his loved one due to some political reasons? What if the governments which he served are trying to shield the criminals just because they are rich? Well, the Greatest creator turned into 'Greatest Destroyer'. He got his Revenge But the price is he is dead before realising his full potential. . . . What if he gets a Second chance with all the knowledge he gained in his life. A second life in a different world where a different energy exists? Where humans can reach heavens with this energy? What if he comes to this world where he dont have to bother about all the constraints limiting the technology on modern earth? follw the journey of Sam . AUTHOR'S NOTE. The first few chapters will have some mistakes regarding grammar and spellings and some inconvenience with paragraph arrangements. I will re-edit them whenever I am free. you will see the improvement the further you go. so I hope readers will endure a bit and read more chapters before deciding if the read is worth it or not. thank you . Follow me on Instagram @suryaboddus discord: https://discord.gg/XggwchS

Suryaboddu · Fantasie
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Past II

One hour after waterboarding and beating the crap out of him, Sam was left alone on the floor of the cafeteria.

He slowly picked himself up and walked out of the room.

One week later.

At the same time in the same cafeteria.

Sam is sitting at the same table and eating while a different group of kids came.

"Oi, Bastard. Get lost."

"I am not a Bastard. Stop calling me that."

"Then why don't you tell that to the instructors. They call you the Bastard all the time. Until the time they stop calling you that, you will always be a bastard. Now, dear bastard. Fuck off from the table."

Sam ignored them and kept on eating.

"You are indeed a hard-headed Bastard aren't you? Get him, guys."

They dragged him by his collar once again and they started beating the crap out of him.

"Come on. Say it. I. AM. A BASTARD."