Chapter 1714

Enoch looked down at Debra and Marion. "If there's a creator out there making universes and humans, why can't we be creators too?"

Debra felt sick. "So what? You trashed families and did all this crap just to feed your ego?"

"Not me," Enoch said coolly. "The Osborne family. The four families found the truth. The world has a creator. They could've used it to make things better, but they didn't. My ancestors saw how brutal this world is. They swore to build a perfect one. The mission passed down, and after generations' hard work, we've finally cracked it."

He fixed his gaze on Debra. "You've felt it yourself."

"Me?" Debra frowned.

"You and Jeffery," Enoch said. "You both tapped into the gemstone's power to come back from the dead."

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Debra didn't explain. "So, you were behind it all. The Nichols family got that gem from you because your collaboration started a century ago, right?"

"Exactly. They were my loyal supporters, but Jeffery was obsessed with love."

"What's this miracle anyway?" Jordan asked.

"It's the world's glitch," Enoch said, eyeing Randy. "You're a tech guy, son. You know no code's perfect. Even a creator leaves bugs. The gemstone's one. It fixes the world and makes it better. Mysteries exist, like planes vanishing into black holes or ships jumping centuries. That's the glitch in action."

He paused and added, "Humanity's rise and those weird gaps in history are all too wild. We're just the creator's lab rats. Talk about Noah's boat. The gemstone is the key to patching this world. The gems owned by the four families were cut from it."

"Now you get why it matters," he said. "It can reshape everything. We'll make a world with no feelings. There will be no love, lust, or pain, but just harmony. Everyone will focus on building something greater."

"A world with no feelings?" Debra snorted. "What the hell are you on?"

Enoch had just laid out his whole insane plan, but it made her feel on edge.

"For 100 years," Enoch said, "We have been cooking up a drug to kill emotions."

He pulled a syringe from a mini fridge nearby. Debra looked over and found it familiar.