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[crushbutterfly]

[Strange, the lights have started to flicker

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[donereasoning]

[Oh, how he's been down this road once before. The way the atmosphere seems to change is familiar, almost nostalgic. He burned away so many of his restraints back then, throwing away fear, morals, and compassion. It was so easy. Easy because they were already damaged due to the reprogramming. It only took a pinch to crush the rest.

He still has a few butterflies left, though. Maybe even a couple new ones since his last repair. He can make out the shape of them, trying to fly in the air.

There's a voice, but he can't quite hear who it is.]

Speak louder.

[crushbutterfly]

Why wait?

[donereasoning]

Timing.

[crushbutterfly]

Strange! But maybe that could be fun too!

[donereasoning]

It will be. Trust me.

[crushbutterfly]

Good luck.

[donereasoning]

You too.

[crushbutterfly]

I've already had it, my new family helped me! Now I'll help everyone else too!

[donereasoning]

Then continue the good work.

[crushbutterfly]

Thank you...

the voice fades out at the last note. she's gone]