HALF BREED
Such was not the case, however, no, not by a long shot.
Zaccus stood six feet three inches tall. He had the body of an athlete, and a fire in his belly. He wanted - no, deserved - to be where the action was, where he could distinguish himself, and would settle for nothing less. That was why he had submitted no less than thirty six SFM-690s,prayed twice a day, and roamed the grounds at night. He was antsy, bored, and generally pissed off. Not that it made any difference.
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