Misleading Perfection
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Última publicación lun, jun 9, 2014
We are all born with scars. From the moment we opened our eyes we all share the same mark. I was told that in the past physical and mental aspects were established individually, without interference by the Imperium. My grandfather suspected that one day this "Utopia" would fail. I don't know how he knew it, but he did. The Awakening is here, now everyone will know how corrupt this World is.
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