by VerbeX_
In 3084, death is nothing more than a technical variable. Humanity has conquered disease, hunger, and war. We live forever-flawless and eternal. But paradise comes with a price. Every 30 years, a billion human beings are recycled. For the Elite to shine, the rest must burn. To the Deus Imperator, it is a necessary sacrifice. To X, it is an abominable crime. The OXI-KRISIS is coming. And no one is safe.
| # | Title | Words |
|---|---|---|
| 0 | The Shadow of the Past | 0 |
| 1 | The Glass Paradise | 0 |
| 2 | THE SMILE OF THE VOID | 0 |
| 3 | THE ALCHEMY OF FLESH | 0 |
| 4 | THE AGONY OF OBSOLETE GODS | 0 |
