It's 2067, the world hasn't changed much, except almost everything that the world stands for means nothing anymore. I'm what you call a Shallow. The government took me and 172 others, and killed us all one by one. But not before giving all of us some sort of drug. Now, we're different. We are no longer human, we're much, much more than that. Now we're faster, stronger, vile, and even more deadly. There's just one problem. Call it a side-effect of the drug the government gave us. We may be better, but we're also ticking time bombs. It's only a matter of time before we all go crazy. We don't have long before our god-like powers turn on us and give us something else to live for: Bloodlust. But I've got a plan. I'm going to hunt down the lunatic that came up with this idea to make us all sinister monsters. I plan to stop this. Whether I pull this off or not is up to the help of a few others. All I know is that we're humanity, but being human is no longer an option. *Cover by Dystopia*

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