SADF ARCHIVES DATA - MARIA BARSOTTI 12/20/2150Recorded by the SADF upon entry. All records given by MARIA BARSOTTI.A history? Really, this place likes its background checks...Fine, fine. Here’s your lowsy backstory. It’s a good one.My parents were the scum of the SADF. --- Hey, whoa, don’t give me that look. You said this was my account. They worked Tech Science for I don’t even know how many years. Even after I was born nothing was more important than their work. Their technical advances even affected my development. I was six or seven when they put the chip in. I was in a coma for a month. I think.Sure, call it that. I mean, it wasn’t necessarily bad in the end. My brain development sped up threefold. Just enough for me to realize how ****** up it was that they messed with their kid like that. Soon as we landed on Corum for some work, I hightailed it out of there. Survived in the old labs and slums that rose up around them. Most of ‘em thought I was just another runaway boy, so blen
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