Experiment S20-9C

Experiment S20-9C

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This is a different approach to the girl known by Cybertel S20-9C. But who is she? Well, her story begins in a laboratory. Created by a genius professor who was executed by police, she's found years later by the scientist's descendant, William Murik. Follow along as Cybertel S20-9C journeys to find her lost memories and rediscover her core beliefs. But disaster looms on the horizon, and she's the first to see it. What will she do when she's given an opportunity to play both sides of good and evil? Will she save the world? Or destroy it? And what does the Draisey family have to do with it?
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