"I'm -- just a prototype. Just a. Flawed version." He shakes his head a little. "They don't. Need me. They have him."
It just didn't make sense to him. He'd been drilled with it. Made with the very idea he was, and always would be, inferior. It wasn't Shadowmaru's fault. Not even a little bit.
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It just didn't make sense to him. He'd been drilled with it. Made with the very idea he was, and always would be, inferior. It wasn't Shadowmaru's fault. Not even a little bit.
"They. Have him. He's perfect."