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Meanwhile, in another part of the facility, a boy was lying on his bed. The boy, or young man as he would have preferred to have been called, was extremely unusual by any standards. From what he was wearing -a white and gold podsuit- to his hair -short, spiky and white- and even his eyes -a deep crimson which held no room for mercy- he was undoubtedly an unusual entity. It had been several days since his Father had instructed him to prepare the facility for guests, and he was growing tired of waiting. He had never met any humans before, well, aside from Father, who didn't really count... not any more at least.
Father had told him stories about humans, about how they had squandered their gifts and how the planet had suffered as a result. He had spoken of the wars, and the conflicts, that had kept humanity from reaching its true potential. He had lectured for hours, on how they could learn from humanities mistakes and improve on their shortcomings.
And so, when Father had told him that they would be receiving several humans, the unusual boy had become quite excited. And when he had been told that She was returning alongside the humans, he had become almost frantic with anticipation. She had been gone a long time, and he was quite eager to see Her again. After She had left on her mission, he had been inconsolable. The loneliness had eaten at him, until all he could do was wistfully wait for Her return. And now, after so long, She was coming home...
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