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He burst out of the shell, his back, then wings…black, mechanical wings, demonic…hideous…covered in shimmering black oil and coolant…blood.
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The wild-haired man spread his arms to encompass</font> <i>it</i>, and whispered,
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"My masterpiece."
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Eyes wide and beady, a slow chuckle started within his false, black metal heart, forged and designed in secrecy underground for centuries. It grew into a laugh. Then a maniac cackle.
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"MY GREATEST CREATION OF ALL TIME!!! COWER BEFORE MY GREATNESS!!! YOU WON'T ESCAPE!!! …I made a mistake before…but now, I will finish the job. I WILL WIN!!!"
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X could only stare, the purest vision of mechanical hell glimmering in his eyes.
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"…Zero…"
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</center><br /> <i>Pink sure has some interesting away messages</i>
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