Tether
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Last published Thu, Nov 1, 2012
Jason woke to a horrifying sight. The menacing gates to a pit of fire stood before him. Was he truly on his way to hell? Just then a voice called out to him, asking if he would want another chance to prove his worth. Rather than braving the unforgiving flames, he agrees and is brought back as a Tether. Tethers are human souls attached to cybernetic bodies. Jason is about to find out that death isn’t as black and white as he was led to believe.
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