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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juin 16, 2017
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It's 1883 , the medical advances in this past four decades gave the people  of the European empire a long awaited peace , its war and plague hit past had dwindled it's population down to seventy percent of its original strength . In this era ushering new medical breakthrough one evil of the medical word was not abolished ,that being experiments on humans and production of narcotics , but several laws were in place making these privileges only available to a handful of doctors and companies with a government permit , the most prominent of these advances was the founding of a biodrug , this drug was called "hypnosia" or how the locals call it "memory lane" , this drug was a high intensity hallucinogen which when taken causes the person to experience the one memory he longs for given its something his senses have encountered,  this drug was powerful enough to take over all your senses to make you relive that one memory , this ushers in a whole new age of psychiatric study and healing , the famed church of the healing blood held most of the monopoly in most parts of the European empire , they were entrusted in the healing of the mentally ill or so called accursed . well as in cases of all drugs there existed a mafia for this too , they Called themselves the the blight , they held most of the illegal production and supply of memory lane. As of the source , memory lane was derived from an antigen formed I'm the spinal fluid of a very particular genome type , these people with the ability to produce these special fluids were named blessed ones , they were know to have an extra vertebrae near their pelvis which had a needle like projection . they were not treaded like humans . they were mere tools in the industry, this is a story of Ervin a blessed one born on January's end and his life as a blessed one .
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