Cyrus waved his hand. "No human is perfect. We are inherently flawed, and that is why I do this. I will become perfect, and bring about the creation of that once thought impossible."
Only his words? How naïve. Though his followers were isolated to the Sinnoh region and had greatly reduced in number, they were, to Cyrus, adequate for the time being.
That was a memory Cyrus wanted rid of. He had no emotions, but he had no control over himself, and could only watch as his body was controlled like a puppet.
"I refuse. Perfection cannot come from one like you, I repeat again. It is meaningless besides, to achieve that ascendance without a greater goal."
From an extremely literal standpoint it was a true statement. But Cyrus wasn't about to fall into that trap. "Linguistically you may be correct, provided one uses 'greater' to simply mean larger. However, you are full aware that I speak of greater as something beyond this, some ultimate freedom from our shackles."
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Only his words? How naïve. Though his followers were isolated to the Sinnoh region and had greatly reduced in number, they were, to Cyrus, adequate for the time being.
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"I refuse. Perfection cannot come from one like you, I repeat again. It is meaningless besides, to achieve that ascendance without a greater goal."
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He was entirely serious about that.
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It was just like old times.
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Some things never changed.
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And he was gone.