The Counter Beneath the Skin
Sera checked the counter on the inside of her left wrist at dawn, as she did every morning. The bioluminescent digits glowed through the thin membrane of her synthskin, blue against the gray pre-light seeping through the shattered windows of Canary Wharf Tower. GEN-MOD INDEX: 17 OF 21. Four modifications left. Four changes remaining before the counter hit zero and she became something that was...
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