Synthetic Souls
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Elias Ward was a scientist obsessed with one thing: Creation.
Hidden beneath his lab was a secret project, his attempt to craft life from nothing. When his experiment succeeded, he didn't stop. He improved it. He perfected it. He played god.
Years later, the children born from his "donations" are scattered across the world. They don't know him. They don't know each other. But they share one thing, a hexagon iris, and a strange unexplainable trait that defies logic.
Elias spent his life tracking them down, bringing them together... to him. Because creation always demands reckoning.
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