Gunshots and explosions tore through the air, filling the atmosphere with the acrid scent of smoke and dust. Patrick felt an

inexplicable pull towards the chaos, the fires spreading like a rampant beast through the city.

To him, it seemed as if he might never return.

With Maja safely to the side, lan strode over with determination and grabbed Patrick by the shoulder.

"I don't care if you throw your life away, but I'll be damned if I let Eric die because of it!"

Patrick shrugged off lan's grip, aiming a kick at his midsection, but lan, quick as ever, sidestepped the attack.

Tremors ran through Patrick's chest, his fingertips quivering.

"lan, do you have any idea what kind of memories are trapped in here?" Patrick tapped his temple, his eyes bloodshot with

emotion. "Memories of Eric, of you climbing trees at five, enlisting and becoming a hero at fifteen, the feuds you had with Eric, the

pain he endured. The worst of it's been blocked by my subconscious. I can only access so much. Eric used to say I was just a

personality cooked up in slab, but I never believed him. I thought I had a name, I searched and searched. And you know what?

The memories I found were from your perspective!"

"What are you getting at?"

"Isn't it obvious? Someone copied a chunk of your memories and implanted them in Eric's mind. I'm not Patrick, not Eric, and

definitely not you, lan. So who am I? Can't someone tellwho I really am? I'm nobody, I don't even know why I exist. As long as

that. I want to kill you, to kill Maja, but the piece of Eric insideholds

my feelings for Maja

these complex emotions? You all should

on Maja, who leaned against

his heart,

not even fit

the right

echoed in

you really

— a

and when he finally grasped it, the

more pitiful than

the point of his

would be better if Eric cback, but Eric had vanished, absent for a

always believing that Patrick was just an awakened personality, a creation intended to replace Eric, to be

the research

truth was more sinister — a memory copy, an attempt to completely replace a person. That was

when lan had made his mark in the military, he had been ambushed

from age five to fifteen — must have been transferred during that

was just about awakening a personality, that was

completely replacing another person, was a horror of

experiment back then. Years had passed — had there been

to access

He felt his existence was a blemish, an

He belonged nowhere.

he was nothing

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