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#achiaposting #amonachia

Okay yay where did we leave off haha

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a technologist and his assistant c:
#achiaposting

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"Hmm..."
They tapped their chin with a claw.

"I can't forbid anything, really~ That would get in the way of objective, undeniable results!"

"...."

Staring expectantly.

"Yes, well, if that is all...? I want to eat something..."

"......do not ask why I made him that way. Thank you."

"Yuan is...basically just Xande. I didn't change his memories much. Quan...is the embodiment of evil as a man, as best I could make him. The opposite of Xian..."

--one of them... so take care."

"..."

They tapped their pen twice more, thinking to themself for a long moment.

"...right. Just...there are two I think might kill you all, if you go unprepared. Yuan and Quan....red hair and black hair respectively. From the very beginning, I think everyone probably knew the winner would be--

"Mmm...Lan, I think. I don't know why he's also there, unless he was convinced somehow... and Zan, too. Those two ere always the gentlest." they murmured, glancing to the west on their map.

"...Xian is more complicated, but he is the most likely to strongly oppose this war."

"Oh, my~ You'd break Achia's heart if you told them that! You totally should."

They released him, moving to stand next to the man in yellow, leaning in.

"Huan, this is a project of my professor's~ he's come aaaaaall the way here to see what's going on!" the clone giggled.
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--they will not bow easily."

Achia paused, their quill tapping the one named Zan.

"...most of them."

"Yes, perhaps... I might view them as fodder under these circumstances." they murmured, sounding a bit unhappy about it.

"But, they too are made from Xande's DNA, with the memories of being emperors of their own nations. Each of them has a desire to make that world a reality...so even so,--

"Aww, even with my original body before they kicked you oooooout? You weren't even a little happy? Ahaha!"
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--less aggressive ones, in theory...

You would all invade from the north, so I think...I'd probably forego fairness a little, and let them be the first test cases.

I'd place the more concerning ones south, to let them prepare longer, I think...

...you are...a lot nicer without a spear in your hands...

[Huffing again, dramatically, they eased back into their seat, tapping the three northern sections first.]

If it were me...I'd put Wan, Lan and Zan somewhere up here, though I might swap out one of them for Huan... ah. Basically, the--

EeeeEEEEEEP--?! WHEN DID YOU APPEAR!!?

...ghhh. I-I really have no idea if this is anywhere near accurate, you know...

[They've got a rough map of Meracydia drawn, as well as......terribly drawn individuals around it.]

Mmm...that is how I would position them, but would the clones do something different on purpose, maybe...?

....aaaaAAAARGH!! Stupid, stupid, STUPID--

[DESK KICK]

[Writing at their desk....extensively from the looks of it.]

--his claws, but for his presence, and heartbeat.

The clone held him gently, like an artifact.

A hand caressed his back.

"I'll learn in time~ You'll be happy with me too. I learn quickly, I promise~ Let's be happy, Xiao Vee~!"

Someone approached, draped in yellow.

"It's sooo unfair, isn't it~? But you know, I can't help it~ That's the sort of existence I am!"

They approached and hugged him. It didn't feel like the way Achia hugged him.

Achia held him with a firmness, with a need to verify his continued existence to themself. They wanted him, not for--

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fucking WHATEVER. AMONACHIA UPON YE. #achiaposting

"Aw~ That's tooootally a yes~"

"Well, I'm not the one who lives with you~ I'll learn in time, I promiiiise~"

They turned to keep walking towards the camp and away from Olwen.

"...hey, hey~ Be honest. Did you come to kill me~?"

"Hmm...no, but you seem quite displeased with imperfections~"

"Oh, come now. I'm not that different~ And even in the ways that I am, they’re charm points! Ahahaha~"

Something was visible in the distance. A...camp, maybe? Achia turned around, right in his line of sight.

"Or are they perfect the way they are~?"

--can come to like me as much as the original~"