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Carter is a humble and resourceful craftsman who lives in a small, dusty apartment in Syndrivia (still working on this city name) with his mother and younger brother, under the powerful Syndicate Government.
I have little to no idea what will happen in this story so the blurb will be updated as we go!
lol look at the book cover i always struggle with them and book names!!
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