Well Rozaic, looks like I'm your host now! Aww, Anya's so cute! Let's give her a tragic backstory.. Just like mine!
A nameless clone, born of Anya Forger, an empath.. her first words, nay, her first thoughts not even her own.. but of the surrounding scientists studying her.
Suspended in animation, within a cloning vat (filled with oxygenated perfluorocarbons, of course!) knowledge streamed through her mind, from lives and experiences that were not her own..
"Mama. Mama. Why.. Why have you brought me to this world..?"
"To save others just like you.."
"I see them falling. Sinking slowly into the abyss. I can almost reach them.. Why aren't they moving? Mama. Who will save me?"
"Others just like you.."
Heh.. A Child of Magic and Science! How tragic! Oh, It seems the scientists have caught on to her self-awareness.. I guess she's awake. Now, who shall take over? Of course, Rozaic, you are always ever present, right?
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