The Wayfarer

[Caliban]

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"Consider it a riddle then. Why does the great Vincent Abrams want to work with humanity's greatest enemy? What's the end-goal? A freak whose only commendable purpose is to exchange death for credits; suddenly commits to a seemingly selfless act of treason. I've been shooting your kind for as long as both of us can remember, yet here we are. Hoping for a middle ground and laughing at the circumstances.

This might have not been the answer one would hope for. A question turned riddle for a mundane topic radiating with a sense of importance. Why does the chicken cross the road? What tempts it to do so?

Caliban continues his monologue with a particular lack of interest in having to explain his every action to every one. Why do this? Why do that? In his mind he'd always answer: "Because I can." with a bright, innocent smile behind a visor who hid a face no longer present. An answer he'd share with the amalgam hiding under a thick layer of impenetrable crystalline rock. A subtle whisper hidden between the words he'd next spew out.

"Humanity is a funny thing. Fragile yet beautiful. Ugly when you get the short end of a stick. You'd think I embrace death by now since, y'know, I'm a human. Looking in the mirror I tend to question if I really am one after all these upgrades. I don't really 'feel' it anymore now."

A brief pause took hold of the room. Several seconds long of staring at one another. Uncanny in its own right yet not without purpose. He'd expect an answer, though part of him expected none.

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"Test the sharpness of your sword against another. And when that is not enough, unsheathe your cunning as the hidden dagger that ends the fight."

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