Shining Stars
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Last published Fri, Dec 11, 2015
What if we actually did it? We created life but not just any kind of life.
We created intelligent life that had capabilities that were equal to that of what we thought of as god like.
This life we used against each other as weapons of war. It didn't end well for us but the world was left for them. This is their story.
//This book is an original that I created purely out of my imagination. I hope you enjoy it. -M//
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