KORSAG
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La historia ha cambiado pero nunca como ahora, una vez más estamos en una caza de brujas interminable pero a diferencia de siglos atrás en donde se perseguia a mujeres sin ninguna evidencia esta vez es diferente, ahora se persiguen a los Korsag.
Los Korsag es lo que ha marcado una diferencia en nuestro mundo, pues nuestra realidad se resume en que ocultas lo que eres o te condenas a pasar tu vida como un esclavo o una rata de laboratorio, solo por el hecho de que tu genética sea un poco distinta y tengas habilidades no muy convencionales.
Crei que mi vida estaba a salvo hasta que vi aquellos ojos de una forma inesperada y supe que todas las creencias que tenia habian cambiado.
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