A 99.9% Match? It Turns Out to Be Mother's Experiment

The blue light of the ERS scanner enveloped me as it read the data from every one of my cells. "Match rate: 99.99%!" the officiant announced excitedly. The crowd erupted, calling me the "Chosen One." No one knew that the storage device hidden on my wrist held the filthiest secret in this perfect world. I wasn't Anya. I was merely a vessel for "Project Lotus." My fiance was my observer, my best friend was my replacement, and my mother was my executioner. They planned to "eliminate" me at today's ceremony, sacrificing me to stabilize the System. But