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MisPrints
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Continúa, Has publicado abr 29, 2013
They call me X4ELY51A, but I call myself Ely.
Because that's what they do to you here in the Xplic, they reduce you to a code, a screen of data. That's all I am to them, and it's all I ever have been.

We don't know why we're here, none of us do. Because this place is all we've ever known.

"The Xplic is a containment area for the populous which has flaws and imperfections, so that they are conveniently separated from the outside world.
We must be separate because we are alien to them and will pollute their paradise." 

We can all say it by heart. 

Be satisfied or you'll get taken away, that's just common knowledge. They all just accept it, this is who we are. The Misprints. We can't do anything about it.

But my name is Ely and genetically faulted or not, I am still alive. 
So I will break the rules.
l will protect the only friends I have, no matter what it takes.
I will discover the truth behind the Xplic.
I'll even trust the boy with the green eyes.

And I'm not giving up, I won't let her trap me here. Not anymore.
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