[Oh, how he's been down this road once before. The way the atmosphere seems to change is familiar, almost nostalgic. He burned away so many of his restraints back then, throwing away fear, morals, and compassion. It was so easy. Easy because they were already damaged due to the reprogramming. It only took a pinch to crush the rest.
He still has a few butterflies left, though. Maybe even a couple new ones since his last repair. He can make out the shape of them, trying to fly in the air.
There's a voice, but he can't quite hear who it is.]
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...Wait. Was someone...talking to him?]
Who...?
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[--Oh! ...H-how did all these butterflies get in here...?]
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You shouldn't have that one. She's not worth it.
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He's in a corner, curled up, hands over his head.]
Leave me alone... leave me alone...
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He still has a few butterflies left, though. Maybe even a couple new ones since his last repair. He can make out the shape of them, trying to fly in the air.
There's a voice, but he can't quite hear who it is.]
Speak louder.
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It was easy.
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