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Another year slid past like the shifting plates of some great planetary crust, and in its wake, my body had become something approaching a divine biological thesis. The gene enhancements continued at a pace I deliberately restrained—not because I feared the power, but because I respected the margins of error. I had no enemies clawing at the gates of my life, no existential war looming on the immediate horizon, and thus no need to rush the perfection of my form. The cautious scientist ne ...
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