Bound by Memories

Bound by Memories

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In the distant future, the world is separated into species. Some are peaceful and stick to themselves while others have plans for an equal society and mingle with the other races. On the other side of the spectrum there are people who hate other species but stick to themselves and then there are the ones who have plans to conquer. The race of Dauge is the biggest and baddest species in this society and have plans to rule over everyone. They especially hate humans due to their simple mindedness and lack of planning. They try forcing their ways but don't understand strategy. They do not plan to conquer but still want to be the dominating culture, like selfish children who will only let others play if they follow their rules, or they shun them and see them as enemies. This story follows Malade, a Dauge hybrid born to the king of the Dauges, Sinyash. The only problem is that his other half is human. Malade must face the challenges of this and make decisions that he wouldn't otherwise make
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