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The Fated Ones

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Parts 10
Time 1h 12m

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They say humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing all they could become, Zeus split them into two separate entities, condemning them to spend their eternity, in search for their other half.

"Is this why I feel such an empathy for you." 

"Well, I don't believe in such bullshit anyways."

No matter what this is, this is a pull one can't ignore and one is hell bent on defying.All Rights Reserved

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Diary of a Lightworker by CalypsoAlaia

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Words. by diya1423

To be completely honest, it's just a load of randomly plucked words from the air, infused together with some punctuation and their job is to represent the bunch of emotion I, - a tired, caffeine filled, late night worker- threw together in hopes that I would touch a passionate soul trapped inside a body with a thought-provoking mind and rapidly beating heart. To all the readers, dedicated or not, there is a 'sequel', The Second Wave. Click my profile and have a peek, I think you're going to like it.

Half- Ruined (Book 2 in the Morph Trilogy) by CrystalClear2

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Shifting Love (IronStrange) by ScarletRose494

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Order by Ochroleucous

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Alive by Clarajeanmartin

The future is far beyond us. It does not exist. When an oblivious idiot takes credit for the invention of the third (and best functioning) model of the RCA, no one even so much as bats an eye, distraction. These models are the best of the best, at everything. Their muscle flexibility is 93% of ours, effectively eliminating non-realistic movement. They have software controlling their vocal output so that what they say always makes perfect sense, even in pronunciation. Everyone agrees on one thing: If they had a heart, they'd be just about human. And that's just it. Somewhere out there, the original prototype is running about, disguising himself as a normal gen3 RCA, when in reality, he's the only non-organic thing on earth to have emotion, and thought. The other RCAS are programmed to identify him as an immediate danger to the public. So he's always moving around. Looking for the finish to his one computer-made script, aptly called 'fate'. He will find it, and it must be complete.

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The experiment. by shrosz

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A Thousand Thrones by writeon27

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Diary of a Lightworker

At age 12, I looked into a tall antique mirror- it was the first time I had a notion that my brain and my soul are separate things- Consciousness. Who is this person looking at me in the mirror? her eyes are brown, she is smiling.. why is she smiling? why is she sad? at times her eyes are empty- who is she? or who is? Why is it looking at me in the mirror? why don't I feel that we are One? Earth is not Home. This is becoming apparent each day, if it was, it would be a whirlwind of crazy, but the earth is a good training ground, in here are clues that we need to pick up. If you interact with humans you would know that you won't be able to understand them. Like fish taken out of the water- Humans are energy suckers- they will take everything from you if you don't learn how to shield and put boundaries- this is because most are sleeping- their eyes are shut- the real one-