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It's the same... the same as that time, long ago...
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Once again I kneel prostate at your feet, 'Flame of Corruption!'
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Right... I won't stop until all the Gears are wiped out.
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Why? You are a Gear as well! You have the emblem on your head
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The mark on your forehead is proof! Then how did you disobey my orders?
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Why? I ask you the same question...
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Why should I do what you command? What binds me to you?
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I'm... Type-01... The first Gear ever produced.
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The only Gear to be fully self-aware... to have a will of their own!
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And because of that, I wield the power to command all other Gears!
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My word is law!!
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Every Gear manufactured after you, the first,
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is a production model. Having no will, they can do nothing but obey you.
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So, then, why do you think I don't follow you like a mindless doll?
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Exactly! Why? HOW can you disobey!?
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Isn't it obvious? I'm the prototype Gear.
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!!
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Heh heh heh... Now I see...
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We were forged by the will of greedy human beings.
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And so, we're nothing more than a symbol of all that's wrong with the world.
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