Survivants
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Last published Sat, Feb 1, 2020
L'état n'a pas peur des morts. Il a peur des survivants. Depuis que le nouveau chef d'état est arrivé au pouvoir, il a instauré une expérience, expérience 001, qui atteint tout les adolescents.
Dés leur naissance une machine installera une puce dans leur main. A leurs 18 ils seront ramenés dans le même hôpital et la sécurité regardera leur mains. En fonction de la couleur du point apparaissant, ils vivront ou mourront. Moi, j'ai survécu à ceci. Je ne sais combien sont dans mon cas, tout ce que je sais, c'est qu'une expérience de ce type qui rate, engendre un monstre doté de pouvoirs que le monde redoute. Les 4 éléments et les 7 péchés capitaux.
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