Uploaded Fairy Light Novel
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
The Story Of Hemato
Les Famille De Purgatorie Filles Ushinatta
Ana Sukiyana De Les Reves
Une Danse De Mort
SCENE 1 – TATTOO PARLOR
HEMATO: Francaise hanasemasu ka?
ARTIST: Non, parlez vous Nihongo?
HEMATO: Only a little.
Hemato sits in a chair, waiting for the tattoo artist to insert the needle.
HEMATO: So sure you the QR code will scan properly?
ARTIST: Relax Hemato, with this technology, there wont be any mistakes.
Hemato had just learned how to drive, and was already able to drive a motorized scooter. While others preferred motorcycles, she had the final laugh, when she could simply plug her transportation in. And not have to worry about Gas prices.
SCENE 2 – The first civil Rights Era
While we normally think of the civil rights era, in terms of figures like Martin Luther King, perhaps an even greater tragedy was the gradual rising of gas prices. It wasn’t terribly expensive back then. Yet now scientist are discussing about climate catastrophe by the time 2050 rolls around.
At home, Hemato cringes slightly with the pain of her new QR code. She hoped that it would actually scan her identity information, and a local host address to bounce back to home server.
HEMATO: That hurts like a bitch.
TELEVISION: On tonight’s gossip, ex actress wins deal for new soft core animation.
It seemed like everyone was sporting a tattoo these days, though few seem to enjoy the spectacle of being scanned by their phones.
She didn’t care that it was radio active.
SCENE 3 – HOSPITAL – A WEEK EARLIER
Hemato is resting on the emergency room, because she crashed her motorized scooter. They replaced the arm with the code.
So she went back, and got another. It was new 3D printed organic prosthesis, grown from her own cells. Said technology could also lead to regrowing human bodies, particularly in cases of mistaken execution.
But only the rich could afford it.
HEMATO: ( In her mind, dancing to a harpsichord of death and rot) I miss Anna-Marie. Why can’t you be here?