A New World

A New World

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An eery look into the future. After The Fall, a new world was built, to create perfection. None of the old problems would cease to exist. If all uniqueness ceased to exist, no one would kill each other, no crimes would happen. But in this perfect world, not everyone makes it in and not everyone can survive. Katara Kox is born into a dystopia with a small idea of how the world really is. In this new life she can become anything. But this world isn't as wonderful as it seems. Follow her as she grows, fights, loves and does the unthinkable.
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In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

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