The Seed of Origin
The humidity of the Louisiana bayou was a physical weight, smelling of sulfur, rotting cypress, and something ancient that refused to die. Silas moved through the black water with a slow, rhythmic grace, his skin a patchwork of iridescent scales and weeping sores—the result of a lifetime spent in the "Green Zone." In this world, the secret to longevity was not a pill or a surgery, but the...
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