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Continúa, Has publicado may 05, 2015
Out there are three kinds of people. People that want to kill you for whatever you have on you, most call them "Hunters" but I just call them Takers sense they take lives and whatever else they desire. Although there are some people that actually want to help and be heroes, but u hardly see any of them around here anymore for they have been either infected or killed by the Takers. Then there are the Infected, these creatures go out only at night. Their skin can't take the heat of the sun and they can hardly see in the light. So they're stronger at night then they are in the day.

You can't trust anyone out there.
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Long ago, our planet was visited by beings from another world, and they built cities here and created human beings here based on their own DNA but modified to suit the Earth's environment. We humans referred to them as their gods, who taught them the knowledge of their world, on which our world was modeled after. But alas, they were flawed beings, just like us humans. They had complicated romantic relationships with each other and with humans, and also led human populations to fight war with each other using weapons of mass destruction over their petty disagreements. Human beings are still part of that legacy. A group of enlightened people who have reincarnated many times from those days to learn that this is not the way forward. Pooling their resources together, they have decided to try and put an end to this vicious cycle once and for all. But how much do they know? How much control do they have over their destiny? Will they succeed? Or will they fall prey to the machinations of their enemy, whose identity they don't even know.