The Constantine Project
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Last published Wed, Jan 30, 2019
Astrea: That's what they call me. I was part of an experiment called the Constantine Project. I was created with one purpose; helping humanity. I was created to defeat anything that posed a threat to the greater good. But isn't it ironic, something without humanity being made to help it.
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