Detroit: Become Human Fanfiction

Detroit: Become Human Fanfiction

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It's 2058. Twenty years after the success of the android revolution. Marcus is long gone but his legacy lives on-through North and Connor, and the rest of Jericho. All peace is shattered as an opposing group of rebels emerge-android sentients who believe their race should not have to share this world with inferior humans, and who plot to destroy all of humanity. Leaden with responsibility and shattered by Marcus' loss, it's up to Connor and North to fight for Jericho, the humans, and all they stand for. Will this new dispute destroy Jericho and Marcus' legacy? Will North and Connor succeed to find peace for both androids and humans?
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[Completed] You're Y/N L/N, a great student with average grades at DUAT College. Four years ago? A police officer. But your insecurities got you kicked out. Your godfather, Hank Anderson, knows why. And so do you, but you have your own perspective about it. Though you have a very particular perspective about life, you do your best to highlight your own identity as (Y/N) since the others once expected you to be just like your father in the past, but who is now a great example of shame nowadays. But who should you be? An authenticity, or just a pale imitation of your father's achievements? Everything started with that damn Android. Connor. For an obedient machine, it made you question a lot of things. It made you question about yourself. But there was something about him. He makes you feel... different. Warm. What are we talking about? He's not your type! You're human and he's an Android. That would be impossible ... Right? 》i gɛt tɦѳรɛ gѳѳรɛɓuɱpร ɛѵɛʀytiɱɛ yѳu cѳɱɛ ɑʀѳuɳɗ i gɛt tɦѳรɛ gѳѳรɛɓuɱpร ɛѵɛʀytiɱɛ wɦɛɳ yѳu'ʀɛ ɳѳt ɑʀѳuɳɗ《 | I do not own Detroit: Become Human |

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