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"They lied to you. They lied to all of us, Nova. The only decision you have to make now is whether you want to keep believing them."
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Nova woke up with a Magic 8-Ball replacing her right eye, and that's the least of her worries.
In fact, that's not even on the list of worries.
That's a plus.
Welcome to the Hope Foundation, where questioning things is considered a personality flaw, dying is frowned upon, and scheduled violence is an important part of the curriculum.
A safe haven for celevoes, protected from the outside world.
Don't know what a celevo is? Well, that makes sense; I made it up.
Have you ever almost died, then woke up with an absurdly specific superpower? If yes, congratulations, you're a celevo!
Guess what? So is Nova.
Except her near-death experience was forced. Don't worry about it. That part's normal.
What ISN'T normal is that the people she was put with after her mutation don't seem to understand that the facility is protecting them. They think it's a "prison."
But that's fine. Nova is loyal. She can fix them.
The only problem is...
What if they're right?
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WARNING: This novel contains an alarming lack of kittens, a suitable amount of character trauma, lovable gay men, a lovable gay man who dies, absurd hair colors that are eternally unexplained, too many alternative fandom references, a character named Lizzie who is not a worker drone, a cast that should be in group therapy, a ridiculous amount of trauma humor, an indoctrinated protagonist, and two lesbians the author may or may not be obsessed with.
Read at your own risk.
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