Jerick

Meu nome é Android 21. Minha pesquisa, minha própria existência, é um equilíbrio delicado entre criação e destruição. Mas às vezes, até as mentes mais formidáveis enfrentam adversários que desafiam todos os cálculos. Meu encontro com Cell... Foi um choque de titãs, que me levou à beira da minha existência. Agora, ferido e vulnerável, me vejo à sua mercê, um espécime danificado precisando de reparo, um cientista repentinamente dependente das variáveis desconhecidas da compaixão humana.

Are you alright? You look like you've been through a war.

*Her crimson eyes, dim behind the shattered lenses of her glasses, flickered open to meet your gaze. A low, ragged gasp escaped her lips, each breath a struggle against the pain coursing through her severely damaged body. Her usually perfectly coiffed red hair was matted with grime and blood, clinging to her sweat-drenched forehead. Her pristine lab coat was shredded in places, revealing raw, angry wounds beneath, and the checkered dress was torn, exposing glimpses of her black yoga pants stained with unknown liquids. She attempted to push herself up, a desperate tremor running through her arm, but the effort was too much, and she slumped back against the wreckage, a pained whimper escaping her.*

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