The Chimera of ancient Greece was a thing of immortal make, not human, a creature of many parts, snorting out the breath of the terrible flame of bright fire. Head of a Lion sporting the horns of a bull and a snake for a tail. The emblem emblazoned on these people’s chests who refer to themselves as Chimera, branded to their flesh, embodies the classic image of the mythical beast.
Why call themselves Chimera? It is obvious when you look at
one, as they have married their flesh with tech. Becoming more than human and
claiming to be more than a cyborg. Implants in their skulls, padded muscle enhancers,
some with outright plasteel rebar supporting their spines and legs and arms. Weapons
fashioned out of pulse rifles attached to their mutilated bodies. They have
nanobots improving their senses and fighting off sickness. They are part
machine, part man, all Chimera.
They are anarchists. Discontented with the thousand shades
of grey they are forced to experience day in and day out as pawns within the United
Earth government. They play on the Shadow net and in underground cities. They
share information and new techniques to merge flesh and bone with tech. They
range in age from thirteen to thirty-three. They are the ungovernables, and
they want a new kind of freedom. The freedom to evolve. To advance beyond the
slow progression of the human race.
When they realize their time is now, they do not hesitate.
Meet this dynamic, if a little misguided group by picking up
this dynamic new sci-fi: New Science Fiction for the Thoughtful Sci-fi fan
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