"Well, commander, you are as always right. Only pay attention that this boy is you, only after many generations. – Sad melody in the voice, – By the way, you're also a clone of my husband, like me, a clone of his wife. Also you are not real. Here it is, this boy is the real one, born naturally from a real mother, and not in the incubator of the Coalition, as we are with you. It carries the radiation of our young sun, which exists in the distant past with respect to our vibration of time. He has a stable emulation, inherent in his peers. – With some pride said the partner, and her voice sounded with a feeling of envy.
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