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Prologue
A note from our protagonist.
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ID: 1762291   (Rated: 13+)
Artifact Man 
A thriller, new age, sci-fi novel about a strange man found in the desert.
by Hyperiongate


Prologue

I am dying now. Perhaps it is better said, ‘My body is dying.’ Such is the curse of life. Like you, I have been afflicted with the condition of pending death since the moment of my conception. But this story is not about my death. It is about my life, or rather, a small sliver of my humble existence. It covers a period of two and a half years, years that are yet to come into your realm of realization, although they are nearly about to. You see, this story begins two months from now.

I can see your confusion.

Allow me to clarify.

As I write this, it is September, 12th, 2012. The events contained herein span the time from March of 2010 until my death later this month. I sense your skepticism; rather, I am aware of it. For that is what this book is about, awareness. Do not be dissuaded for with the reading comes clarity.

You see, I have been both blessed and cursed with perfect awareness. There is not a knowable thing hidden from me. A butterfly flaps its wings in China and I know all things that will happen elsewhere in the world as the result.

Newtonians might guess that I am speaking of a phenomenon called super-predetermination. They would be wrong. There is always randomness. We live in a universe of probabilities. I simply see all possible outcomes from the most probable to the least likely.

How did this come to be? You might first ask how I came to be. Answer the latter and you will have answered the former.

Walk with me and you shall come to understand. Be careful not to get too close. My condition, you see, is infectious.



JD11
September 12th, 2012

ID: 1762296   (Rated: 13+)
Chapter 1 
JD11 is found in the desert by Jack Barton.
by Hyperiongate

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