by kafka._
POSTING DAILY DURING WRITEATHON (or at least, I'll try to!)100% Human written story.In the Empire, I was not a person. A clone—one of thousands. My mind copied, reset, and reused. Erased. Rebuilt. Individuality was a defect. When the facility fell, I expected to be recycled like the rest. Instead, I woke up in another world. Reborn as a child in a quiet village. But even after death, my past came with me. This is a slow-burn reincarnation story about the MC learning what it means to be human, to connect with others, and struggling to stay herself when the world she's reborn into is dramatically different from the one she left behind.
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