Lín

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        Some nights, we get to dream, our pure and basic wants.<br>
        Some nights, we drift away, to worlds the gods can't haunt.
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    So our girl Meilin here is a regular student. Worrying about what dress to wear, how to feel about a new boy in her class, how not to overwork herself even though she has to... all good and all well. Till one night, she sleeps, and wakes up in a desert, to the oppressive light of two Suns.
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    BOREDOM IS DEATH
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    She get's stunned, chipped, packaged and processed on a conveyor belt where most of these drifters from other worlds were cut open and remade into living toys or grotesque furniture and ornaments. They increase her libido make her make milk, and put her in a padded cell for 2 days, blaring propaganda to make sure she understands. She is not human here. Here she is Scrap.
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    You see, Meilin has realised what achieving Utopia does to a civilisation.
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    What the minds of us murder primates, that keep finding new things to solve get to when they run out of problems.
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    Travellers like our Meilin were once considered Angels sent by one of the many Gods, and treated with the utmost respect and devotion. Then they were studied, and Perverted into these horrors by those who were the most revolted by such inhuman, ungodly, deeds.
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    The Gods can't haunt this land.<br>
    For,<br>
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