Clockwork | ONC 2021 Entry (at first)
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  • Reads 221
  • Votes 45
  • Parts 8
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Feb 19, 2021
The Clockwork system. It's what controls the lives of citizens of the city of Chronos, and what assigns one's worth by the time they were born. It's plagued the lives of most, causing them to lead lives of suffering and lament, while for those more fortunate it has proved to be an easy path to success.
Ana Graves seeks to end this. With a small but growing rebel forces, she seeks to take control of the government-controlled system and get rid of it once for all.
But what happens when you are aided by the very person you are against?
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This absolutely GORGEOUS cover was made by @WorksByAmeliss !
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Prompt #76 in ONC 2021!
🏆Clockwork has made it to Round Two! (A Round One Qualifier)🏆

*my dumbass forgot to submit for round two 🤡🤡🤡*

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