Save Me - MC Story

Save Me - MC Story

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A girl name Surfy. Left behind by her parents, never adopted and never felt wanted. It was always her vs the world. Timed pasted and Surfy found out she can't trust anyone. Nor can she have friends. Being lonely and sad Surfy one day is being experimented on. But what can one girl do? Why was she wanted? After a fail on the experiment, the human race seem to disappear or die off. What happen? What could have caused so many people to die so quickly? Where are the bodies? Life without anyone else. Left alone in a world where everything is gone. Surfy is on the search to find the answer. Is she the alone human left? Is she even human?
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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