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[not_the_dreck]

[The people at the police department probably noticed before anyone else: Asch was out all day that day, and he didn't call anyone to let them know he was sick. That wasn't like him; even when he was practically dying from that magical cold, he had called and let people know he was sick.]

[It's not until the time the siren's are about to sound that Asch finally appears on the NVs, not... really looking his usual grumpy self. If anything, he looks disoriented, and... sad?]

I... I guess I missed work... I...

[Dammit, this was so typical... were replicas made to be complete failures in their life?]

[...wait, replica?]

[Asch held his head, trying to sort through things. Replica... yeah, he was a replica, of... of Luke. Of course he was the replica, why else would he be calling himself something else? Joe was like that too, right? He called himself something different to separate himself from his original.]

[...but wait, didn't Van give him this name...?]

[Asch clung to his head, as if that would help his thoughts make sense. Replica. He was the replica.]

[But I have memories of my childhood, don't I?!]

[But his hair was short! The replica's hair was short, and the original's was long! Right?!]

[He let out a not-very-Asch-like sob, falling to his knees just out of his NV's view.]

I-I... what am I... who am I...?!