luck-books

No one cares about the wastes. These are the words Spark has heard all life long. The masters of the world, despite dining on the ''''natural foods'''' produced by Spark''''s people, would rather let them bleed than provide military support. Even the local samurai didn''''t give much of a shit beyond farming their points. So when an AI chip teleports itself into their head, Spark vows to fix things. One way or another.