I walked in the streets with the body of a young child. A child died due to an accident not too long ago. Becoming the perfect new face for me as I watched the smiles of these commoners who seemed to have forgotten the misery they experienced during the last two months.
A sad but wonderful sight, the relief on their face was apparent and filled with hopes for the future.
But I had no interest in these. They were just failed products and nothing more. Products with short-term memory and no drive for anything besides survival.
Even dogs are not this forgetful. Their happy faces were proof of how useless they were. Lacking any potential for greatness.
Well, that was until I saw a man whose face was in stark contrast with others. "Bingo."
A perfect pawn is found and marked.
