The New Race: 2074
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Last published Thu, Jul 18, 2019
The year is 2074.
The singularity phase is the transference of human conscience into cyborg type humans. They'd feel everything we do, but be a lot stronger and faster.
We achieved it early. But we weren't ready. Something went wrong. Some people were fixed, some rebelled. People want answers.
Part 1 of The New Race series, follows Kayla in her journey to find her mother, though she may find more than she ever bargained for.
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