Afterworld : Rise of the Cannibals (Book 1 in the Donnatium trilogy)
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 1h 37m
Ongoing, First published Nov 02, 2015
Mature
It was twenty six years after the threatening world war 3, and the world was slowly developing again from the dust. Humanity was still left over the surface of the planet earth. People were storing the resources and the clothing, when a new terror arrived over the barren lands. They were animals, with small heads and long tails. Their eyes were bright red with a silver rim around them.
Donnas, a man who had no identity, no memories of his past and not even a trust for himself, after finding out that he was not actually human but an android. A mere puppet of destruction, he found himself running away from this true self, but no matter how much he tried. He always found himself to be different than a normal human. 
Will he be able to defend of what remains of the human life against the killing machines, where another threat Is slowly creeping it's feet out from the devastated lands of Earth. Checkout the thrilling story of an android in a world, where he could relive his life.
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It's strange to think there was once a past where humans didn't have androids, they are everywhere now. Humanity is far more advanced than what you and I think: androids have human faces but aren't alive they are simple machines. Right? (For reference, yes this idea for the book came to me from the Detroit:Become Human game so there will be some similar stuff for those who played it) (This is an old story, don't expect too see my current writing skills in them lol)