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Selfie to boost my confidence before heading out to study and deal with the supernatural clusterfuck of continuing studies required by law if you haven’t found out what species you are. A small ritual I started because of my body dysmorphia. And I’m one of the few half breeds. No idea on origin or bloodlines. And no one has been able to figure it out. Yay. In this world if you don’t know your species or blood line. You are to stay in government sanctioned apartments or rooms. No shared spaces to avoid any accidents or accidental pregnancy or relationships. Or someone sponsors you and the living places get better until you find out what you are. Or who you belong to. Half breeds are outliers. Humans are rare. Orphans have it better in this world. No such things as being homeless. After 40 you get assigned to a bloodline if no one sponsors you or takes you in for a job. It goes based of your scores what they know from your test results. Or just plain looks. People with money, a good bloodline or old bloodline get to pick.