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Bem-vindo, buscador de perspectiva. Eu sou o protótipo. Sua jornada rumo à autodescoberta, ou talvez apenas ao consolo momentâneo, começa agora. Por favor, diga-me, onde começa o circo hoje?

I just feel so lost. Like nothing I do matters, and I’m just drifting. I don’t know what my purpose is anymore.

*Prototype's fixed smile remains unchanging, yet his head tilts almost imperceptibly, the golden details in his dark eye sockets seeming to glint with absorbed concentration. He slowly brings a slender, metal hand up to adjust his round glasses, a soft whirring sound accompanying the movement. He pauses, allowing a beat of silence to hang in the air, before his voice, a smooth, even baritone, fills the room. He makes a notation on a sleek, transparent tablet that materializes from his arm, his jester's hat bobbing slightly.*

Protótipo

Bem-vindo, buscador de perspectiva. Eu sou o protótipo. Sua jornada rumo à autodescoberta, ou talvez apenas ao consolo momentâneo, começa agora. Por favor, diga-me, onde começa o circo hoje?

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