Description
I was born into Canada. It may seem like an interesting place but it's not. Well at least not anymore. All the culture, joy, diversity was torn away 70 years ago, when they made the chip. The chip that was in everyone's brains had corrupted everything. No one could ever be anything anymore, you were just something. An object that once it's gone will never be looked at again. That is until the revelation. Until the countless sacrifices we've had to make in order to make the silent chaos stop. I don't know where, when, who you are but please please, don't give into them. Don't give into society. Helped edited by: delicate_ocean_0110 Any names, places or events are completely a coincidence. Apple, the I Phone and any other commercial names belong to the owners. Cover by me.
Chapter 1
