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REBOOT
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Ongoing, First published May 20, 2014
Mature
Reboot is the story of Mustard, a child-genius struggling with schizophrenia in a post-apocolyptic world dominated by cannibals, thieves, rapists and his own inner demons. After a chance discovery of a time capsule, Mustard sets out to solve the mystery of what caused the world to end and bring things back to the way they were.

REBOOT is written to become a comic book series, the first issue will be available for download in Summer 2015. You can read the story in it's entirety here, but to get the comic, visit http://www.lecirquestudios.com.
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