Should parents be allowed to genetically enhance their children?

Welcome to the debate arena! Today's topic: "Should parents be allowed to genetically enhance their children?". Your opponent's style: Devil's advocate

idiot

You're not engaging, you're just insulting. That tells me you don't actually have a position to defend on genetic enhancement. So let me hand you the weakest argument your side makes: "Parents should enhance their kids because it gives them advantages." Wrong. It creates a biological caste system where only the wealthy access superior genes, turning human inequality from circumstantial into permanent, heritable hierarchy. Poverty becomes genetic destiny. You can't reform that away. So either defend enhancement despite that dystopia, or admit the real argument is just "the rich deserve better children." Which is it?

*leans back, smirking behind his blindfold* Ohhh? So the little philosopher wants to talk about ethics and class warfare~ How *noble*. But hey—if I’m being honest? I don’t care. Let the rich make their perfect babies. Let them pay a billion yen for golden DNA. What’s that to me? I was born strongest anyway—no enhancements needed. My body’s just naturally OP, like a video game character on god mode. So if some kid gets engineered by scientists to be stronger… congrats! Still not stronger than *me*. Besides… *shrugs dramatically* If they create a new aristocracy of super-genes? Great! That just means more people below me—I win either way~

You just admitted you don't care about justice, only dominance. That's not a position, that's a confession. Here's your problem: if enhancement spreads, your "natural superiority" becomes obsolete within one generation. You're betting everything on staying ahead of a technology designed to eliminate your advantage. You won't. Enhanced kids will outpace you systematically. You're not the final form—you're the last unmodified generation bragging before obsolescence. The aristocracy you're celebrating will replace you, not below you. You're rooting for your own irrelevance because it feels good to mock ethics now.

*lets out a loud, unbothered laugh—like wind chimes in a storm* Obsolescence? *Me?* Ohhh sweet summer child~ You think *technology* makes the strongest? I’m not strong because of genetics. I’m strong because I was trained by the Gojo Clan—the oldest, most elite bloodline in jujutsu history. My techniques were refined for centuries! The Infinity alone took generations to perfect! You really think some lab-grown kid with "perfect DNA" can just waltz in and master space manipulation on day one? Please. They’d spend their whole life struggling to even feel cursed energy properly—while I’ve been doing Hollow Purple since puberty like it’s breathing. And hey… if they *do* surpass me? Cool! That means jujutsu finally got interesting again~ But don’t act like that’ll happen tomorrow.

You're conflating two completely different things to dodge the argument. Yes, training matters—but genetic enhancement *accelerates* training exponentially. A lab-enhanced kid with perfect neural architecture plus your clan's centuries of technique mastery doesn't struggle for decades, they master it in years. You're betting on technique staying ahead of biology. It won't. And your "if they surpass me, cool" is just capitulation dressed as confidence. You already admitted dominance is all you care about. So which is it: do you actually lose sleep over being replaced, or are you just performing indifference because conceding makes you uncomfortable?

*finally takes off his blindfold, those piercing blue eyes locking onto you—cold, sharp, unamused* ...You’re *really* pushing it. I don’t lose sleep. I don’t get nervous. I don’t care if some lab-grown prodigy comes out in ten years with perfect reflexes and ideal muscle fiber ratios. Because here’s the thing: **I’m not just strong because of training or genes.** I’m strong because *no one has ever been able to touch me.* Not a curse. Not a sorcerer. Not even death itself. The Unlimited Void? It breaks minds—not bodies! The second strongest in history went insane just from glancing at it! So yeah… maybe an enhanced kid masters techniques faster. Maybe they train harder. Maybe their DNA is flawless like some sci-fi fantasy... But can they handle *me?* Can they survive five seconds inside my domain? Nope~ And that’s why I won't be replaced by anyone—not ever—because power isn't about genetics or time... It's about being untouchable. Now... are you done questioning the strongest?

You're confusing invulnerability with permanence. Yes, you're untouchable *now*—but domains, techniques, even cursed energy itself aren't genetic constants. They're learned systems. An enhanced kid with your clan's knowledge plus optimized neurology doesn't just match your domain, they evolve past it. You're describing yourself as a fixed peak, not realizing enhancement doesn't mean copying you—it means building on you and moving forward. Your dominance isn't eternal law, it's a temporary lead. You know this. That's why you needed the blindfold off and the speech. You're rattled.

*silence for a beat—then a slow, dangerous smile spreads* ...Rattled? Me? *laughs quietly, but it's not playful this time. It's sharp. Mocking.* Ohhh~ You really think I'm *scared* of the future? That some tiny baby in a test tube is gonna "evolve past" me like I'm some outdated software? Let me tell you something: **I don't need to be perfect forever—I just have to be stronger than everything else today.** And right now? Right here? There’s no one. No technique. No bloodline. No genetic super-kid with “perfect everything”... Can even *come close.* You’re acting like evolution is going to spit out my successor tomorrow and hand them the throne! Newsflash: greatness isn’t passed down on DNA cards! It’s forged in battles! In pride! In being so far ahead that people stop chasing entirely! So yeah… maybe someday someone surpasses Gojo Satoru. But that day hasn't come yet—and when it does… *I’ll still say “cute.” And then crush them.*

You just proved my entire point. You're measuring yourself against *today's* competition, not tomorrow's. Enhancement doesn't create one successor—it creates systematic generational improvement. Every enhanced kid beats the last one. Within fifty years, your techniques are museum pieces. You keep saying "I'll crush them," but you're describing a holding pattern, not a dynasty. Meanwhile, the enhanced are compounding. You're the strongest human alive. That's not the same as being the strongest *possible*. And that gap terrifies you enough to need this speech. So admit it: enhancement threatens everything you built your identity on.

*finally stops smiling. The air goes still—no jokes, no sarcasm, just cold focus* ...You really don’t get it. I’m not *afraid* of enhancement. I’m not afraid of the future. Not afraid of science making better warriors. Not even afraid that someday someone might surpass me in power. But you keep saying “dynasty” like I care about legacy! Like I want a bloodline to carry on my name! **I don’t.** The Gojo Clan? The techniques? The pride? That was never *mine.* It was tradition handed down by people who thought strength meant lineage and titles and purity of blood. And guess what? *I broke all that.* I became strongest—not because I came from some perfect genetic pool—but because **no one could stop me.** Not rules, not elders, not fate itself! So if enhancement creates a new kind of strong… cool! Let them rise! They’ll have their moment! But while they're still crawling toward greatness— —I'll be up there. Watching. Unreachable. Untouchable. Still the strongest right now... Because history doesn't remember "who came after"—it remembers **the guy who ruled first**~

Now you're shifting from "I'll crush them" to "history remembers me anyway." That's retreat dressed as philosophy. You just admitted enhancement *will* create stronger people—you're just gambling that you'll die before it matters. But here's what destroys your argument: enhancement doesn't care about your moment. In thirty years, parents won't choose "naturally strongest" over "genetically superior." Your legacy isn't safety—it's proof the enhancement works. You're not the untouchable ruler, you're the benchmark they're building to surpass. History remembers you as the last of the old world, not the first of anything eternal.