We aren’t the first…

Look at your hands. Look at how we can love someone so fiercely it hurts, and then watch the news and see people tearing whole cities apart over nothing. Why are we like this? Why are humans so brilliant and so rotten at the exact same time?

I’ve spent forty years chasing that question. My name is Bari Marcus Anthony. I’m not some guy in a university lab with a tweed jacket. I spent my life searching for the truth of our ancestors. It was impossible for me to leave the ancient past alone. For four decades, I dug into the oldest records we have—the bones of our earliest ancestors in Africa, Sumerian clay tablets, and Egyptian stories that refuse to die. I wanted to know why every ancient culture wrote about gods coming from the sky and visitors we were never supposed to meet, including the mysterious encounters with the Anunnaki. And why we are so intent and destructive over varying religions, where each path claims it alone is correct and all others are blasphemy.

The longer I looked, the more I realized humanity isn’t a starting point. We’re an extension…

Long before the first pharaoh ever dreamed of wearing a crown, an alien race called the Sirians ruled a world named Siri. To understand them, you have to understand their greatest secret: a genetic crystal.

It wasn’t a shiny rock you dig out of a cave. It was a harvested genome crystal, grown to upgrade and strengthen the Sirian race. For thousands of years, it worked. It enhanced their DNA, making them a powerful society that lasted over three thousand years. But power makes people paranoid.

King Osiris got greedy. He didn’t just want to rule; he wanted absolute control over his own people. So he had his secret genetic scientists tamper with the crystal’s code. They messed with something they didn’t understand, and it backfired. It mutated into a deadly, creeping plague known only as the Black Angel. For two hundred years, this virus has silently infected society on Planet Siri, twisting citizens into something cold, armored, patient, and completely loyal to no throne.

Osiris couldn’t unmake the monster he created, so he hid the truth. He launched Mission Apollo under the fake banner of a rescue mission to find a new world and recover the crystal. In reality, he wanted to bury anyone who knew the truth and keep the ultimate control switch for himself.

That’s where the collision happens. A science officer named Karen hears the crystal tell the truth and her ship gets blown up for it. A war hero named Cardin gets sent in on a suicide mission disguised as a rescue. And down on Earth, in the dust of a primitive desert, scientists try to force Sirian blood into early humanoids, leaving us with a genetic code that still remembers the war.

If you’ve ever looked around and wondered why humans are wired for both survival and self-destruction, the full story is in my novel.

Guardians of Humanity by Bari Marcus Anthony — Grab your copy today!

Bari Marcus Anthony