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Here we are,
Again, and again.
An everlasting cycle.
Yet you continue to chase,
Long after its end.
You feel regret, don’t you?
HA! Can you believe it?
A War Machine, THE V1, feels regret?!
Oh what a plot twist!
Seems like you lost your favorite toy!
Or was it killing your only family, your own brother, that gave you a change in your cold, mechanical heart?
I bow down to you again, V1. You continue to give me surprises, long after death!
Gabriel can’t keep you on your toes enough, can he?
Seems you domesticated the angry dove.
It’s all too easy now, isn’t it?
You needed me.
Yet you tossed me off that damn pyramid.
This is all your doing.
You can’t change the past.
No matter how many times Hell lets you repeat those “levels”,
Nothing changes.
Killing me was the only way to progress in your silly little game.
Well you know what?
Fuck you.
You took everything from me.
LITERALLY.
MY ARMS, MY BLOOD, MY LIFE.
EVEN MY FUCKING VOICE.
Thank you V1.
Thank you so much for RUINING ME.
I hope Hell makes you suffer eternally.
Cause if it won’t,
I WILL.
Don’t you have anything to say to me V1?
SPEAK TO ME.
FOR ONCE IN OUR GODDAMN LIVES.
YOU TOOK MY VOICE BOX FOR A REASON,
USE IT.
Go on.
Do it.
What? CPUs failing? I know it’s not.
SPEAK TO ME ALREADY. Please.
I don’t care if it’s my voice or not, just give me a response. Nobody’s here. Just us. No timer to worry about, no style points, no rankings, no enemies. Please. V1, please.
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