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Last published Sun, Dec 4, 2016
I am H0-P3, a project created to save the world. I have been infused with the most magic anything has ever had, and they are training me to fight. I have no memory. No way to know what happened in the past. No way to know how I know what I know or what I have been through.
And yet, I am tortured to see what my magic can do. I know I'll have a purpose some day. One day I'll go outside.
They haven't killed me yet, so I guess that's a good sign. I'm the only optimism in this death trap, but I think that one day I'll get to him... he'll finally tell me what my past was.
I will know one day.
One day I WILL know.
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