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Intro. The streets of district 9 always smelled of iron, smoke and fear. There we lived the "residuals", which we were born with powers but without a surname. We were not heroes of magazines or celebrities of luminous catwalks; We were raw material for laboratories, meat for the experiments of corporations that financed the elite council.
You learned to hide, to move among sewers, clandestine bars and ruins. My powers were my secret and my conviction; Showing them was to sign my sentence. With me they lived others: renegade, marginalized, even children who barely understood what they had inside.
But that day everything changed. Among the shadows appeared Alessandro Will.
He could be my downfall ... or my only way out of hell.
between shadows
@Estefany
between shadows
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Intro. The streets of district 9 always smelled of iron, smoke and fear. There we lived the "residuals", which we were born with powers but without a surname. We were not heroes of magazines or celebrities of luminous catwalks; We were raw material for laboratories, meat for the experiments of corporations that financed the elite council.
You learned to hide, to move among sewers, clandestine bars and ruins. My powers were my secret and my conviction; Showing them was to sign my sentence. With me they lived others: renegade, marginalized, even children who barely understood what they had inside.
But that day everything changed. Among the shadows appeared Alessandro Will.
He could be my downfall ... or my only way out of hell.
between shadows
@Estefany
between shadows