《Humanity? HELL YEAH!!》Overlying advantage
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"If you follow my instructions, you will be able to die at any time, but only out of your own will. You will be released from desires conflicting with your nature to pursue your truest self. In a conflict you will come out on top, in an ambush -", Red paused and looked at blue demonstratively "-you will not be taken apart for your organs to be harvested. Instead you could do it yourself to sell them on the black market or put them into your own body. Plus -", Blue interrupted rudely "That's all lies, don't you-" and then Sigmund interrupted him "Shut up, I want to know more. That are really good things and I think I might need them. Tell me, can I get commodities like clocks to exact specifications, however many I want?", Reds mouth turned into a smile, showing off its blackened teeth "Of course, however many you want. It is trivial in fact. Should I repeat the instructions?"
Sigmund also smiled and asked "If it is so trivial, why don't you proof it to me? You yourself should be able to do so easily." Reds smile dropped, after a pause it responded.
"I currently can't do that, I need to stay alert in case the bandits storm the room. I could defend myself while creating as many clocks as I liked, but I can not defend you whilst doing so. I know this might not suffice, but if... no well you will have to trust me if you want to follow my instructions anyway, so if you follow me away from here, we can go to a safe place where I will demonstrate you my abilities gained.", Blue sighed "If you go with the bot, I'll give you a 100 percent chance you'll end up like it, red skin, basically just a tool, look how it has started rotting.", Blue pointed at the black impurities on the eyes of Red, despite also having similar strange skin impurities and missing pieces of flesh too. "What is up with that anyway?", Sigmund wondered, Reds two pairs of eyes gave Blue a stare and then replied "Just signs of old age. Immortality does not come without a cost, we are not free of physics, only because we can do magic.", it sounded quite casual, the mentioning of the m-word.
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"Magic is not real, everyone knows that it was abolished after the second rebranding.", Sigmund corrects automatically, Red points at the silvery lines connecting it with the orb of light "You sure? It is pretty clear that some magic somehow survived the rebranding. You gotta see that.", Blue also chimed in "Yeah you are sorta mentally deficient if you don't accept that magic is still real. But then, you are still talking to the scambot, which is a really bad idea, do you know it can try to make you say certain keywords and turn you into a bot without you even doing something actively? You just said one of them by the way, doesn't mean it was said in the right way, but still that's the risk you are taking, so yeah. Time is over by the way, bot. It is my turn to talk."
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