Shadow Dancer

Shadow Dancer

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The year was 2012. Said to be the end of the world. Well they weren't kidding. At first they thought it was a new influenza sweeping through the country and making citizens sick. It wasn't long before that was ruled out and a new breed of humanity began. Some were scared, some people were thrilled, others were just curious. Who would have guessed that one scientist could change the world? With one simple vile of hydrogenate acid, clehroforium and cytoplasm; injected into a young girl. The contagious disease spread rapidly. The effects... incredible. The new super human. Fast reflexes, sharper eyesight, able to with stand heavy weights and extreme temperatures. This was the end of the world as we knew it. But the start of something incredible, surely.
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Ever since she could remember, the experiments had been part of her life. As a child, they were harmless-just puzzles and strange potions given to her by the woman she called Mother. Back then, she believed it was all a game, a way to make her smarter, stronger. But as she grew, the tests changed. They became invasive. Painful. Each experiment carved new scars into her skin and left her mind tangled in unanswered questions. The woman she once trusted had become a stranger, her warmth replaced by cold calculation. And then the voices started. A shadow lurked within her, whispering, clawing at the edges of her sanity. She wasn't alone in her own body-something else had been forced inside her. Something ancient. Something hungry. Now, she's free... but for how long? With the past chasing her and the monster inside threatening to take control, she's left with one question: Was she ever meant to survive, or was she only meant to become something else?

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