AXED || ONC entry 2023
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Last published Sun, Aug 20, 2023
What is identity, if not a collection of someone's interactions and experiences? Will they be the same person if these are taken away? Is choice real, or is every outcome set in stone?
Val had his past taken away from him. Everything he knew was deleted like a file in a computer. He was forced into a life he doesn't know and he was forced to do jobs that with time got shadier and nastier by a mysterious man known as The Handler.
To learn who he is, he'll have to question everything he sees and does before it's too late. The world wants him dead and he doesn't even know why. His memories were stolen, and the odds are stacked against him. It's his mission to uncover his identity before he gets axed.
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