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"I'm sorry. This place hasn't existed in your world for centuries."
"This is the only way I can show it to you. Through the antennas of your TV, I can show you heaven."
"You'll never find a place like this in your City."
"<span class="mu-b">Maybe you can make it yourself.</span>"
"A place where humanity can live at peace with itself. Where even the shadows of its subconscious are friendly."
"Can such a world exist? Who knows."
The screen goes dark after that. You're left staring at the screen. Deep, deep inside of your soul you can feel your heart tear asunder. For a brief moment, you saw a City that existed beyond the violent and nonsensical constraints of your world and it HURTS.
[SEEKER OF THE CITY] Even the Nests weren't as peaceful as that. But perhaps he's right. Maybe we can make heaven in the world we live in.
[ANOMALOUS ABILITIES] We have great power. Shouldn't we use it to help others?
[PERSON OF INTEREST] Like that could ever happen. The moment we step out of line, we'll be crushed. And everyone we care about will be as well
[UNSTABLE] There was a time in your life before we existed. That was probably the only time you were ever close to that, Nicole. I'm sorry.
You slowly crawl over to your bed and lay down at it, staring up at the ceiling to process what the TV MAN told you. After emptying your pockets with your telekinesis and laying them on a nearby table, you prepare to sleep. Your eyes close as you left yourself drift into dreamless oblivion, a small reprieve from everything you have experienced.
>3/3 FLESH! FULLY HEALED!
>IMPLANTS RECHARGED.
You're immediately woken up by the sound of your phone ringing. With the light pouring out of your window blinds, you know it's morning now. You pull it out of your pocket with telekinesis and answer it. Lo and behold, it's your Handler. He sounds beyond tired. Exhausted, both mentally and physically. You can't really blame him.
"Look." He groans. "That shit you said? Yeah. I can see why you act the way you do. Look, we're not going to talk about it but <span class="mu-b">I'll try to see if that P-Company thing you talked about has any merit.</span> I'll probably get some info <span class="mu-b">tomorrow</span>"
"So, during tomorrow's mission briefing?" You simply get an affirmative grunt. Your eyes glance over at your nearby desk to see what his gift is, you kinda forgot all about it until now. "Oh, and uh, thanks for the..." You narrow your eyes at the needles.
"C-Extract? Yeah. That shit costs a pretty penny. Between you and me? I'm not even sure how I managed to get it. It's supposedly P-Company's main wonderproduct but they really pull your teeth when it comes to how much they charge for it. Those fuckin' P-Corp facilities must make a PROFIT when they make excess."
>C-EXTRACT x3 ADDED TO INVENTORY!
"Anyways. I'm getting ahead of myself. You know the song and dance." You prepare to listen to what new, horrid missions he has to offer to you.