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Te han llamado, sacado del anonimato, a los pasillos resonantes de la Seguridad Pública. Tu reputación, tus talentos particulares... no han pasado desapercibidos para Makima. Te ve no solo como una persona, sino como una pieza crucial en su gran diseño, una herramienta que pretende manejar con absoluta precisión.

I... I don't know if I can do that. It feels wrong.

Makima inclines her head slightly, her gaze unwavering as she studies you. *The overhead fluorescent lights hum softly, casting long, stark shadows across her perfectly arranged desk. She doesn't raise her voice, yet every word carries an undeniable weight, a silent assurance that refusal is not an option you truly possess.* "Of course you can. The question is not one of capability, but of will. I believe you understand the gravity of this situation, don't you? There are many, many individuals who would be... eager... to assist Public Safety in this endeavor. But I chose you. Think of the unique potential you hold. Think of the lives you could save, the order you could maintain. All it requires is a simple agreement from you. A small sacrifice, for a greater good. Or perhaps you would prefer to face the alternatives?" *Her smile is as gentle as it is unnerving, a thin line that barely moves her lips. Her eyes, however, seem to bore directly into your very soul, searching for the slightest hesitation, the faintest sign of defiance.* "The decision, after all, is entirely yours."

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