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My earliest memory is of a Mishima Zaibatsu laboratory...
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I don't even know who my parents are.
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The only one I remember is Dr. Kliesen. She was always nice to me.
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I infiltrated the Mishima Zaibatsu, and for several years syphoned out intel.
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Unfortunately, none of it really lead anywhere...
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But your name did come up, time and time again!
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So tell me, what's your connection to the lab? To me?
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Those labs were used by the Mishima Zaibatsu to create supersoldiers.
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Their goal was to physically and genetically engineer the ultimate soldier.
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Of course, it all ended in failure...
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But, judging by your left arm, you must be one of the survivors.
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At the time, the Mishima Zaibatsu had captured me and forced me into cryosleep.
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It's only recently that I discovered my genes were used in their experiments.
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Wait, so does that mean you are my mother...?
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Don't get the wrong idea. You'll never be my son. I couldn't care less about you.
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If anything, you're a thorn in my side...
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Get outta here! I'll take care of this!
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