We are no longer unique. I am not jealous. I hated my creator. There are four others with my name, and most likely my face, and my brain. But, they might also be different in the fact that they know less emotion than even I do.
[he glances up, eyes just a little unguarded.]
It is not pleasant to think of someone with my name and face, fighting for a reason other than to protect R.I.K.U. and not even knowing the small bit of emotion I do.
Perhaps that makes me unique, but in the end, it says nothing about me, when I can be so easily copied and pasted; like a file. Like a machine.
At least he's opening up?
[he speaks quietly.]
We are no longer unique. I am not jealous. I hated my creator. There are four others with my name, and most likely my face, and my brain. But, they might also be different in the fact that they know less emotion than even I do.
[he glances up, eyes just a little unguarded.]
It is not pleasant to think of someone with my name and face, fighting for a reason other than to protect R.I.K.U. and not even knowing the small bit of emotion I do.
Perhaps that makes me unique, but in the end, it says nothing about me, when I can be so easily copied and pasted; like a file. Like a machine.
Which is all I am.