From the moment he could remember, life had been a constant battle for survival. Found in a trash dump at just a few days old after being abandoned by parents afraid of the responsibility of taking care of another life other than their own, the boy's first moments in this world were marked by cruelty and abandonment. The trash compactor would have ended his life if not for the quick intervention of a passerby. He survived—barely. His spine was irreparably damaged, leaving him bedridden and dependent on others for even the simplest tasks. Yet, even as his body betrayed him, his mind soared with dreams of freedom, exploration, and a life unbound by the confines of his broken body.
Raised in an orphanage, he watched other children run, play, and eventually leave to start their lives. He stayed behind, his world limited to the small room that became his prison. Books became his escape, and his mind became a fortress of knowledge and imagination. He learned about the world he could never fully experience, about the technological wonders of the year 4318, and about humanity’s attempts to overcome the frailties of the flesh.
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When he turned sixteen, a groundbreaking opportunity arose. A team of researchers selected him as a candidate for the Biological Assistance Neurolink Chip, a revolutionary device designed to optimize information flow in the body. By bypassing damaged pathways, the chip could restore some level of autonomy and function to people like him. It was a chance at freedom—or so he thought.
The surgery was a marvel of modern medicine. The Neurolink Chip, a piece of nanotechnology capable of integrating with human DNA, was meant to become a part of him, to transform his limitations into possibilities. But something went wrong. As the surgeons worked to implant the device, his frail body began to fail. The boy felt a strange warmth spreading through him, followed by an overwhelming sense of peace. His vision blurred, and the last thing he saw was the sterile glow of the operating room lights.
And then, nothing.