["I was-" hesitates, trying to think of the words "-forced to be a soldier. It was one of the few things that was considered 'right' for a screwed up replica like myself. A soldier, a bodyguard... a fighter that didn't need words and was as disposable as trash. Given my original, I was allowed a little look into the science... but I was a reject. No one would let a reject work on the replication process or even looking at why replicas couldn't give birth."]
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