MY READERS, A CAUCASIAN MALE WALKING BY ME SHOWS ME A BLACK MASK, SAYS HIS DAUGHTER WAS SCARED OF HIM WITH IT ON…I SAID SHE SHOULD BE SCARED, HE SHOULD BE SCARED…IT’S NOT HIS FACE…MY READERS, IT’S NOT HIS DAMNED FACE…IT HAS NEVER BEEN…HIS HELL HAS NOT EVEN STARTED…THE ONLY REASON I AM NOT CALLING HIM RETARD IS THAT I MET HIM PERSONALLY…I HAVE MORE RESPECT FOR PEOPLE THAN YOU CARE TO KNOW…
HIS REALISTIC FACE IS RED, ALL CAUCASIANS ARE RED…HE IS GOING AROUND WITH NONENTITY SO-CALLED PEOPLE OF COLOR WOMEN THINKING HE CAN BE BLACK AND BLUE THOUGH THEY HAVE NO SUCH WOMEN(NO REAL HUMAN LISTENING TO HIM, HE ENGAGES IN COUNTLESS COUNTS OF CRIMES OF BEASTIALITY…HE IS FULL OF NOTHING BUT SHIT…)… WOMEN WITH NOTHING TO GIVE HIM HAVING NONENTITY CHILDREN IN SOMEONE ELSE’S primary genepool…HE IS NOT SCARED YET…DONT GET OUT OF MY primary genepool, NEGATIVE SPACE, AND WATERS WITH YOUR DEGENERATE NONEXISTENT WOMEN AND YOUR NONENTITY CHILDREN…STAY…DONT GET OUT…
Eleven year old Bami Dele is the experimental boy immune to what scientists get to know as the Femuran invasion. He and the chosen bearer of the only artificially engineered artedermal skin protector must get past every formidable detection of the Time Weavers. They must find the game inside a dead cat by a corner, finish the play, find the location of the secret of secret places, make the journey to get the Polarcapper and turn the wheels against their doomed fate.
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