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A baby is born. Well, more accurately hatched. It is a motherless creature, constructed by men through acts of violence against the culture that blessed them with life.Needles to say, this is no ordinary infant. It is Brainchild. Artificial biology. A chimera. A hybrid mind: man and machine.A patent is issued. A propriety genome – possessed by Brainchild but owned by Antiropos. Genetic makeup for dark skin, blue eyes, fiery red hair; intellectual property of an almost human beast.Remarkably, the kid can walk within days of being hatched. He can speak within months. He inherited a wealth of knowledge from his benefactor.He's subdued. His training is predicable. His puberty truncated. His passions neutered. Within a year he is ready for debut. Just in time for Antiropos' IPO."Ladies and gentleman, meet Brainchild," said Deman Ireveri, CEO is Antiropos. Brainchild, a swarthy, blue eyed young man, marched himself out on stage; chest puffed, muscles rippling."It's smart, capable, and…

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