Prologue

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During the summer of 1960, it was very hot, especially at my funeral. Oh did I forget to mention I'm dead, or so the world thought. What can I say, you can never trust the world. Especially now since they did new research into steam operated technology. Everyone with technology thinks they're better than everyone else. They think people without tech can be treated as slaves. I think all that tech went to their heads. They lost all their humanity, but not all of them are like that, some are-... What's that? You don't care about the backstory? Fine I'll tell you what I meant by I'm dead, but I'm starting at the beginning. Not the very beginning, no I'm starting at the beginning of the slave technology outbreak. Where I became me, and destroid the technology triangle of power. Where I "dethroned the king" of this hierarchy.

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