My name is Akihito Fukuda and I am 8 years old. I live in a small village in the northern part of Japan. I like
“Really, at your age, what were you thinking?” Jor asked as Rul entered the office, all stitched up. On account of the blood loss and
“Oh, this guy,” Jor suddenly said from behind him and Rul startled awake. The office, previously occupied only by a few drifting colleagues, was now
It took Rul another two hours to return to headquarters, get the lab to construct the tissue needed to emulate the fingerprints – something the
MegaKaleidon had a population just shy of one billion. It had been an ambitious metropolis from the very beginning. Its first ever recorded census put
Maast blinked when the watch – the third stand on the right, above the bloody kitchen knife, beneath the bundle of wires he kept promising