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The doppelgänger grins at you as it introduces himself. His smug, almost mocking expression is pissing you off to no end.
"Hey stupid! You're not Silver! I'm Silver!"
"No dummy! I'm Silver! The one and only!"
"GRRRRR!"
"GRRRRR!"
You butt heads with the clone and glare right into his eye. The whole ordeal feels like looking into a twisted mirror. The chief warden seems to be quite satisfied by the results.
"Oooohohoho! I always liked this part! Though I can only copy one person at a time it is a perfect replica of the original, complete with every item on their person! And while I can't control them directly I don't have to! You see any being recreated by my clone clone fruit will have an overwhelming urge to find and destroy the original so it could take their place! Once a copy is created you are as good as dead! Nine times out of ten mutual destruction is unavoidable! That last ten percent could go a number of ways but they all end the same way! You could run away or attack me and the clone would chase you down. You could beat the odds and surpass your current self but then you'd be too exhausted to fight anymore! And finally if the clone beats you its urge will be fulfilled and it will be free to do as I say! And when that happens I'll have it kill the rest of your crew! My power is unbeatable!"
"Hey! I hear something annoying!"
"Hey! I hear something annoying!"
"Yeah. Me too."
"Yeah. Me too."
"Let's get rid of it! It has no place here!"
"Let's get rid of it! It has no place here!"
You both simultaneously pull your heads back and throw an armament infused right hook which collide in the middle and cause streaks of black lightning to fly out from the point of contact. A second later like thunder an earthquake follows your clash and the island begins to tremble and the air roils. The chief warden can't hold her ground and falls over before rolling backwards from the powerful gusts of wind.
"Hnnnnng! Conquerors?! Why did it have to be a conqueror?"
The blast dies down and you go back to a neutral stance alongside the clone. This is... interesting. You despise the existence of this facsimile yet at the same time it's offering perhaps a once in a lifetime opportunity of kicking your own ass and by extension, a pretty grand time. The clone seems to be thinking the same as it cracks its knuckles in sync with you. But there is only one problem. The island itself and everyone on it.
>Let's try to mitigate the destruction as much as possible
>Who cares about things like safety anyway?
>Other?
