Coded.

Coded.

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Imagine a life where every disease is diagnosed. Your future is laid out for you. Who we date, who we marry, our children. They'd implant an identity into you. They implant morals and memories. These people represent the "Coded." The "Moralless" or "Uncoded" walk quietly among the coded. On occasion they are found. If the uncoded are found they are sent away, or killed on the spot. Well.... They aren't coded after all. What morals do they have? The moralless (if they get lucky enough,) walk among the coded. But most are killed and only some live in the rubble and ash of a long ago war. Our capital -Archangel- is the focal point of all life. Fitting in isn't my strong suit. With my father in prison and my mother always working, I could be a second mom. Although here's a secret..... I want to fit in, I actually yearn to; because if I don't... It'll cost me much more then my pride, or my dignity. It'll cost me my life.
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