Alyd in Tantra's Fairy Tales by ADALBERTO ATONDO SAINZ - HTML preview

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Blonde and white, blue eyes. Born three years ago, her DNA can be tracked al the way to the Pre-War Era, before the War of Wars changed the world. “Only in zuma you wil find the best DNA for your home or company labor, trust Zuma” Our ads say. Only the richest of the richest have access to human clones. It is a very expensive process. We sel the DNA to them, as wel as the womb, then they grow them for themselves in their homes or business. Rest of the population have to settle for droids or even something cheaper like home drones.

Anyway, this girl was different from the others. She was not trying to have fun and her face showed a little disappointment. She rubbed the soap through her shoulders, abdomen, arms, legs, breasts. Other girls had fun with each other as usual but this one kept quiet and unsmiley.

Back to the database. Zuma stopped her badge aging at 19 years old. She can speak elf and she has been used for intercepting enemy messages and satel ite reconnaissance. She likes coffee and reading books in her free time. Not into nightclubs. (Yes there are nightclubs inside ZUMA meant for the clones, we have visited and have a complete blast inside) She is not into boys. Not even one single boyfriend recorded. She has been social y distant from other females as wel , and something catched my attention: There was a smal note at the end of her dossier.

Her real name’s Alyd but other clones cal her - CINDERELLA- for she was covered in ashes in a community job which involved manipulating old wooden sticks that were burnt to the ground as a test for new weapons development. She was moved to moon protein synthesization after it.

so her nickname stayed as her official tag in Zuma’s database.

My friends finished their business one by one and left the room.

My family has a palace here in Red City in the flying building but I asked dad for a penthouse dorm here at Zumaś HQ which he granted. I entered my room. Counsel instal ed these ridiculous futuristic doors in the building. The - Disappearing doors - So these doors basical y won’t open, instead they disappear as you walk into them and appear again right behind you.

Who knows what kind of material or technology is behind this..

“How about a private room like your bedroom?” asked my friend Tony once “Can anyone enter?

how do you lock it?”. Wel good question.

“These are office doors. But now that you ask, yes, they can read your M.

M stands for MOTHER, basical y a tiny device in your head that monitors everything like health, emotions etc. as wel as al your E-Eyes recordings. It also stores al your information for the after life program. So in summary, if you lack an M, doors inside the facility wil not open up for you and if you don’t have my own M inside your brain my dorm room won’t obey your presence.