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Ongoing, First published Dec 07, 2012
Instincts are what make the great race. They are what have been driving the species and allowing survival. Instincts are absolute; unchallenged. Identity is who they are. Without an individual personality, they are nothing more than a functioning body with a lack of choice. Choice is boundless; freedom. What happens when the two collide in a battle that struggles to define love and law?
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