Date: 2008-12-20 06:11 am (UTC)
The boy flinched involuntarily at the touch.

If he thought about it slowly, a replica was a copy, wasn't it? And a copy would need to be an imitation of something else--like an original. Yes. So he was a copy of someone else? He obviously wasn't a very good one if they had tried to destroy him. But that was what he had been born for! It was his reason for being here. It didn't seem fair for something like that to be taken away, especially since he hadn't chosen it himself.

"But I can't have any other purpose than what I was born for!"

This man had to realize that much. 5th Ion was confused now. It felt, to him, like if he was thrown away, he was unwanted, and maybe it was better just to die after all. At the same time, the man said he could give him a new purpose. Could... could he even be used for anything else? Was that possible? If it wasn't, he would just be killed, and he wasn't even sure if he wanted that or not. He was sad and angry all at the same time, and it was becoming difficult to cope with all the feelings he had never before felt, yet now had to deal with in a rush.
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