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PRE-DESTINED

It all fits into one big puzzle in time and destiny; space and purpose. Everyone with a little microchip encrypted with the roadmap to fulfilling their destiny. To be decoded sometime before their eightieth birthday. Be they yellow, dark or light and every shade in between. Man, woman, young or old; rich, poor or middle-class with different shades of collar-jobs; and bourgeoisies alike. How they all contend with the contrary forces trying to dominate humanity by stealing scripts, decoding them and subverting each one to redesign destinies and subvert purpose? Just at the turn of the century, in different regions across the globe, technological advancements have taken mankind to vistas beyond the wildest imaginations of their most ingenious predecessors and 2090 was the crowning year. With Fallopian tubes printed in the Middle East; Ovaries frozen in Europe; Fertilization executed in Asia; and Surrogates supported in the Americas, child rearing options were numerous, and there was more to be expected? While Africans struggle to let go of the final vestibules of superstitious beliefs, the strongholds and ancestral undertones; Children are born with hidden chips containing encrypted messages. They all live their lives stumbling through the complex maze of their existence, in search of meaning and purpose; while darkness and evil toughens their grips on the minds and souls of men. At this point every deviation would be realigned and everyone made to hurriedly fulfil their purpose within the shortest time left for them to spend on earth. Before age 80 some discovered, decoded and declared their identities, and realigned their lives early enough, while others were beaten by Time- that waits for no one! It appears our destiny is already written out and can only be discovered under a Greater Light.

Elizabeth_Akpevwe · Urban
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6 Chs

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Inside the maze it's a rat race.

Durban, South Africa

It was important to steal 30 minutes at the Crèche. She was not too comfortable with this whole idea of keeping your most prized assets in a public place, no matter how comfortable it appeared. And she was determined to fight this policy of not letting you work with your baby beside you.

"After all, I have what it takes to keep my little Kandis from distracting anyone. Merely looking at him gives any human heart a surge of encouragement to cope with this boring bank work day." She told her friend Brenda on their way out to lunch.

Although the Bank had state-of-the art crèche facilities across their branches, Cynthia would not be satisfied until she could have her baby sit by her side during working hours in the office with an attendant nanny.

A feat she was capable of achieving if she gave it a little more push.

NAIROBI, KENYA

Alexandria, Egypt

Nigeria

Accra Ghana

Pastor Ken had battled with himself all night. He was aware of the risks involved and the consequences involved. But he couldn't afford to hurt her after so many years looking for a baby. This was their opportunity to get the respect of his family and admiration of his friends.

What was more difficult was the fact that he could not confide or get counsel from his Overseer like he always did. In fact no one was allowed to know of their little secret.

It would have cost an arm and a leg to get a Designer Baby, he pondered on. Not with the 3-D printing of organs and the automated uterus used for conception these days.

There was no way his monthly stipend and profit from his wife's business could pay for the baby order.

Dar es Salaam, Tanzania