What stood before me…was me.
A picture-perfect replica of me, from head to toe. Every unique feature I possessed… possessed them as well.
"Hmmm…"
I walked around 'me' and then observed him closely.
He was wearing the same set of clothes that I was, the same movements I possessed…but something was not right.
Something…is off, I am unable to accurately pinpoint what but something is definitely out of the ordinary.
As I was clearing the floors before this, I had already expected that much.
I had already expected that I would be dealing with a copy of myself, a full copy.
But something is strange, I am unable to pinpoint it but…something is wrong with it.
It has my bloodline marks, the same length of hair, the same color of eyes, the scars on the body that have yet to heal…
"What are you?"
Out of curiosity, I asked.
I have a feeling that it is not just a creation of the tower…but something else.
