Changed: Outbreak
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Terminé ven., mai 19, 20233h 17m
Who am I? What am I? I look so different from the others. Why is it that I'm the only one built like this? I need answers. There's clearly something deeper into myself. Something like an origin. A race. A farm life is what I've chosen after my initial birth... Not really a birth, just my awakening into this barren land. Technological advancement isn't my forte, and I would prefer to live a simple life. That is, until these questions pop up in my head, and I seek answers to my curiosities.
Two years after the events of Changed, and following the events of Changed: Deep. Doctor K, using the profound technology his close friend left him, have developed a lifeform with advanced mutations. A technological successor from it's two predecessors. The advancement is proven a breakthrough, until the new life began thinking of it's own and questions about itself.
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