The forgotten lineage

The forgotten lineage

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In a world where memory is currency and blood is prophecy, two figures walk the desert-one searching for redemption, the other for meaning. A boy finds himself in a vast and desolate desert, with no recollection of the events that brought him to this place. Going through these wasteland yet... is it really a wasteland ? What happened here? why I'm doing here in the first place? In a world where memory is currency and blood is prophecy, two figures walk the desert-one searching for redemption, the other for meaning. A boy finds himself in a vast and desolate desert, with no recollection of the events that brought him to this place. Going through these wasteland yet... is it really a wasteland ? What happened here? why I'm doing here in the first place?
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