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The Transformation

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Reads 11,467
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Parts 31
Time 1h 36m

purpleeyes scifi

Somewhere, deep down in a bacteria filled ocean, is a life changing organism waiting to be injected. This organism feeds on the human soul, transforming the human into something completely radioactive. 

What would you do if you were taken, with the chance of death during injection? What would you do if you survived the harsh chemical reaction? Dive into Anna's world and see what happens when things went successful.All Rights Reserved

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