Symbiosis: The Last Host
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"Feathered Serpent arrived on a celestial petal. For generations, we kept the secret hidden. Until a young man broke the balance, and the forces of evil joined to usurp its power. We must find Feathered Serpent before it's too late."
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An ancient alien symbiote has been hiding in the jungle for thousands of years, protected by an ancient tribe.
Santi didn't mean to interrupt the ritual. He just wanted to escape his broken life.
Now, a cosmic symbiote lives inside him, giving him a power he is not prepared to handle.
Hunted by deadly agents from a ruthless corporation, Santi's only hope lies in a dying shaman and a battered sentient ship racing to find him first.
The war for Feathered Serpent has begun.
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