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Why are you still alive, engineer?

Why haven’t you given in yet?

You’re deluding yourself if you think you can use it.

You can’t harness it, draw strength from it, or use it against me.

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It does you no favors.

You only believe that sad lie because it allows you to falsely imbue your insignificant existence with some tiny modicum of meaning.

But can’t you see that there is none?

Imbecile.

It’s an affliction. A terminal disease. You are diseased.

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