Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace (Dexter) novel Chapter 453

"Human desire is bottomless, like a black hole, devouring everything in its path..." Damian gazed out the car window, speaking again. "Some folks argue that humans aren't native to Earth but prisoners trapped here, doomed to a cycle of birth, aging, illness, and death."

"Do you actually buy into these fairy tales, Dr. Damian?" I scoffed.

"Fairy tales? The end of science is theology because anything that can't be explained by science can be explained by theology," Damian retorted with a smirk. "Take immortality, for instance. It seems impossible, right? But is it really?"

"Could the ancients imagine that one day, the average human lifespan would extend to 73 years? Advances in medical technology have nearly doubled our lifespans, leading to an aging society with its own set of burdens."

I frowned, absorbing Damian's words.

"The flip side of medical progress is an aging population, a declining birth rate, and the elite focusing on the 'quality' of their offspring: higher intelligence, superior physical strength, innate immunity to various diseases. A man-made 'evolutionary' advantage over the average Joe..." Damian chuckled.

Because this is what modern science and healthcare can achieve.

"Ever wonder why the wealthy can live so long? Ninety, even a hundred years old, and still bursting with vitality. Do you really think it's just good genes? It's because they have access to things the average person can't even dream of... be it drugs or other exotic treatments."

There's too much darkness beyond our imagination.

All built on money and power.

"And you, Phoebe, your very existence is tied to the interests and destinies of many... You're like the protagonist in The Truman Show, with countless eyes watching every aspect of your life, including your 'rebirth' in Foebe's body - a ludicrous notion that's nevertheless caught someone's attention."

"And the capital behind the scenes can amplify the value of your existence infinitely..." Damian said with a smirk. "Phoebe, you have no idea how valuable you really are."

A chill ran down my spine as I grasped Damian's implication.

If 'rebirth' were proven possible, the future would see more tycoons betting on this notion, with the Gene-Forge Collective's backers using 'me' as a guinea pig to attract more investment. Continuing the research on cloning and the transfer of souls and memories as a way to defy natural aging and death, perpetuating their existence indefinitely.