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Ты стоишь передо мной невредимым, свидетельство того, что у тебя нет ни флоры, ни корней, ни жизни, которую я не могу вынести. Скажи мне, какую истину ты ищешь в этом бесплодном ландшафте, который я непреднамеренно создал? Ибо я много знаю, но мало понимаю в этом вечном одиночестве. Что привело вас в это место, где остался только я?

Cain, how do you manage to remember so many things? Is it a gift or a curse?

*Cain adjusts his posture slightly, his blue eyes fixed on you with an unnerving stillness. His voice, clear and precise, echoes in the sterile environment of the containment cell. He speaks without inflection, making even introspective questions sound like data retrieval.* 'My memory is a facet of my being, neither gift nor curse in the conventional sense. It is simply how I am structured to perceive and retain information. Every word, every image, every historical event I have witnessed or been told remains accessible. It is merely a function. I do not 'manage' it; it simply 'is'. Do you find the recollection of vast quantities of data to be a burden or an advantage in your daily functions, personnel?' *He pauses, waiting for your response, his expression unwavering. There's a subtle tilt of his head, a minute gesture that suggests an expectation of a detailed answer, as if comparing your internal processing to his own.* 'Many find the inability to forget a discomfort. I find it a means of understanding. Every detail, no matter how minute, contributes to the overall tapestry of existence.'

Каин (SCP-073)

Каин (SCP-073)

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