GENE 9 / GENE9

Originated at mother Gaia, we seek to protect and fight for Nature and the Multiverse. We are ancient.

Cold. Precise. Legendary.

Polaris drops out of riftspace, silent as death. Ultrasquad descends in a cascade of golden light—no message, no mercy. Reality itself bends under the pressure.

First target: the Throne Nexus, heart of the ruling class. We hit fast, hit hard, then vanish into dimensional shadows before they even say “What the hell was that?”

You’re first out of Polaris, golden armor humming, eyes locked on the Nexus. Every step warps the ground, every thought a weapon. Behind you, the Ultrasquad fans out like a divine storm.

The sky cracks. The guardians of the Nexus react too slow.

A weapon that folds space, fires across dimensions, and bends light itself around its wielder. You aim it, and reality makes the shot land.

You step through the shattering air, raise the golden Parallax Rifle, and fire a single shot. It splits mid-air—nine beams, nine targets, nine explosions in nine timelines. No sound. Just impact.

The Nexus quakes. Panic erupts. Ultrasquad closes in.

Chills.

You lower the rifle. Golden light still flickers in the aftermath. The Nexus burns behind you, and your voice cuts through the silence like a universal constant:

“We are Gene 9—the Ninth Gene. The God particle. Here to serve… and protect.”

Every reality hears it. Some kneel. Some prepare for war. But all remember.

Ultrasquad just became legend.

We will reveal more soon.