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This work of fiction deals with mature subject and is geared towards new adults (New Adult Fiction) Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Erasing the Past “I hope you won’t get into the habit of passing out every time you see me.” I turned my head at the sound of the voice. I was back in my room. Laying on my bed. Arno and Eli were both standing in one corner uncharacteristically quiet. Where did that voice come from? I rubbed my forehead thinking, if I keep hitting my head every time I pass out, I am never going to be able to get rid of this headache. “How are you feeling?” said the voice. It came from the foot of my bed. A young woman was sitting right on my bed! I blinked as I tried to focus my eyes on her. The lack of light coming through the window made it hard to see exactly who I was talking to. Was it still nighttime? “I’m ok,” I hazarded. “It’s nothing.” She seemed pleased with my answer. Good , I thought. Honestly, I didn’t really feel like engaging with her. I wanted to get back to the debriefing, I wanted to meet the leader or at the very least get some answers to my questi

Prologue If you could start your life all over again. A second chance. Would you do it? Two hundred years ago, life itself was given that opportunity. As humanity was on the verge of being wiped out, the last remaining scientists gathered in what is now known as Antarticum and put all off their knowledge and resources together to design a life form capable of surviving the great catastrophe known as “the tilt”. It was in a last-ditch effort that we were created. On the surface, we very much resembled humans. But deep in the core of our DNA laid a much darker secret. As scientists argued over our design, not one but two subspecies came to be. One would thrive, the other, would find no land to call their own, and would survive merely by hiding their true selves. Chapter 1: The Devil You Know, the Devil You Don’t 200 years After-the-Tilt I was born in the small city of Nova Urbi but never got to meet my parents. In order to protect social order, very strict rul

Chapter 23: Fiori “Did you love my sister?” I bluntly asked him. “No. No I didn’t” He chugged down half a bottle of whiskey. “It never was about love,” he added. “It was about trust and admiration.” Our first few days at the orphanage had been busy; meeting new people, getting accustomed to the place, and taking part in communal activities such a preparing the meals. Dinner had long passed, but unable to sleep, I found myself in the main hall where Fiori sat, alone. I had never seen him drink alcohol before. During my time at the hotel, coffee was what he had enjoyed. That night was the first time and the last time, that I’d ever see him devastated to the point where his sorrow needed to be drowned. I assumed right away; my sister’s death was to blame. I too grieved her loss. She had scared me, but in the end, the person who died in my arms was the tormented piano girl whom I had cherished. I had never gotten to know Hana,

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