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of machines beeping and whirring grow louder. Until finally he hits the main room at the end of the tunnel. Two glowing teal eyes pierce through the darkness. He could make out a figure of a petite women curled up in some sort of chair.
A laboratory in ruins.
". . ah. I see. A body-snatcher. How interesting.
Then I wonder what kind of person are you, Mister Not-Goku. What kind of plan do you have to use that body? https://t.co/WaxgUElUsL
and flexing wildly.
She pants, never having to exert herself that much in such a long time.
". . . ."
Come on. Get up. She can do this all day.
". . .
Yes. That is correct.
Curious. . .you look like 𝐡𝐢𝐦. Sound like 𝐡𝐢𝐦—and yet you do not behave like 𝐡𝐢𝐦.
Who are you?" https://t.co/KpW2b2f5YC
. . .
Hm. I see now. I can detect parasitic cells within your DNA structure. That makes sense. I thought you just had worms.
Well, it is not too far off. https://t.co/O4Q7goh11S