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Thoughs of a Nobleman's son III
I had though it my one special ability to be able to 'become' a person. And I had failed. A sense of high empathy (not ecstasy). That was the one thing of who I was, the one I did not have to strive to create, it simply was. And I had failed. To be told that who you are is not of importance to anything is like buying a sword when all your enemies have laser-type technology weapons. And I brought a wooden dagger.
