Impasse. 2
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'I expected everything but that, who would have thought that this clone would only make a bite of the clone I had created before just teleporting them to this place? Okay, the other was not aware of his condition, but to see this other clone believe that he defeated me, and with so much panache, I don't know what to say because I'm so disappointed with him.' Alvine mumbled in his thoughts while shaking his head, lest to get riding under his senseless thoughts.
Seeing his silence and state, Alvine sighs with nonchalance. "I am well aware, from the beginning, that you were the fiercest of the two of us and the strongest among my clones. But in the end, a fragment of the soul remains... a soul’s fragment.
-A shadow, a pale copy, and finally, a fake, compared to me, who's your progenitor. - right now, let's stop with this ridiculous game and put all this in order." Alvine says these words in a deeper and more authoritarian voice than ever before with the titan.