I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

His first memory was hazy. Through the liquid and glass, he briefly saw the outside world for the first time.

He was still unable to understand all this, and as his consciousness gradually dissipated, he fell into deep sleep again.

When he woke up again, he was still surrounded by liquid and glass that blocked the clarity of vision, but this time, he was aware of himself.

And, while recognizing oneself, one also recognizes the world.

And...her.

"Good morning, 015, can you recognize me?"

NO.15 thought, then nodded.

The information about the curly-haired woman in front of him was in his mind.

Her name is Audrey Paldridge, and she is the administrator of this institute. He is also the manager of these replicants.

"Yes, you can recognize it, that's really great."

The curly-haired woman smiled and placed her palms on the glass outside the warehouse.

"Although I know that there are many, many kinds of information in your memory that have been preset for you by researchers, but for you, these things are not what you need to think about now. You just need to know that you are 015 , and I am your guardian, is this understandable?"

"guardian……"

NO.15 opened his mouth and tried to say the word, his eyes full of confusion.

What is a guardian? Another name for a manager?

"Yes, guardian. In short, forget all the strange knowledge in your head and have a good sleep."

Audrey turned around and pressed the button on the side.

Sleep mode, start.

Personality memory reorganization begins.

The external survival and cultivation plan is implemented.

"Although you haven't woken up for a long time, you can't come out yet, so I'm going to ask you to sleep a little longer."

Audrey waved to No. 15, who began to slowly close his eyes due to the injection of sleeping aids, and said.

"Good night, 015, I hope we can communicate face to face in a real sense next time."

The memory fell into darkness again.

..............................

When he opened it again, he was on a hospital bed.

NO.15 turned his head and looked aside.

Fu'er was typing on the keyboard of his laptop. Judging from the frequency of typing, who was he probably sending a message to?

"Huh? Are you awake? How do you feel?"

"...Am I...still alive?"

The memory before coma stopped at the approaching monster and the broken left arm.

NO.15 Raised his left arm, in addition to the vague pain, there was also the feeling of being bound by hard boards and cloth strips.

But, at least, he could still feel his arm.

"Don't worry, you are still alive and well. Although you are an artificially cultivated clone, your physical fitness is relatively poor in theory. But fortunately, your imprint is subtly strengthening your body, even though it is compared to ours. Your strength and physique are not much better than ordinary people, but your recovery ability is still the same as ours, with a transcendent level."

Ful pointed to his arm and his cheek.

"You originally had several wounds on your face. It would take at least a few stitches on an average person's body, and it would take at least a month to recover, but your wounds have almost healed. And your arm is fractured and broken into three parts. , but the average person needs several months to recover from the injury, and you have reached the point where the average person can recover for one or two months in just three days."

"So, you won't die that easily."

"Really...I don't die that easily?"

NO.15 put down his arms, seeming to be particularly concerned about his conclusion that he would not die easily.

…………

"Fu'er, I seem to remember something from the past."

After a long silence, NO.15 suddenly spoke up.

"Oh?"

Fu'er put the computer in his hand on the bedside table and ignored the other party. He looked at No. 15 curiously.

"What do you remember?"

"The manager of the institute where I... was born is called Audrey, Audrey Paldridge."

"Ah, wait a minute-"

Fu'er took out his communication device, pressed record, and then continued.

"Okay, let's continue. This part is quite crucial. It's okay if I record and save it in a file."

"Ah."

NO.15 sorted out his memory and then continued.

"The manager of the institute is named Audrey Paldridge. A total of 37 clones, including me, are under her management."

"My number is Y015, which is the 15th."

"According to the preset parts of my memory, we are also the only clones who have successfully awakened consciousness."

"us?"

Fu'er asked doubtfully.

"Aren't you the only self-aware clone?"

"It is now, but it wasn't."

NO.15 shook his head.

"Our 37 individuals were created in the same batch, and then awakened one by one according to the order of the experiment. The individuals numbered before me, without exception, lost their self-awareness after the experiment. And I am the individual in 014 The self that is born after losing yourself.”

"What do you think of your fellow citizens?"

Fu'er asked suddenly.

"I thought they were failures, but I was told they were my brothers."

"Who told you? Was it Audrey's guardian?"

"Yes, Audrey...that's what the guardian told me."

"What about you? Do you agree with this?"

"I don't know...but...I think I agree."

NO.15 shook his head and said.

"Because she told me."

"...It seems you have a good relationship with her."

"Well... in that short memory, she was the only person who would come to chat with me."

The memories of those experiments were all gray for NO.15. Only when he and Audrey... seemed to have color.

"What about you? How did you maintain your self-awareness during the experiment? Was it because your experiment was successful?"

"No...I think...my experiment failed too."

NO.15 Refining the memory that I just recalled not long ago, I found the most painful page.

"I should, indeed, lose my consciousness during the experiment that day and fall into a deep sleep forever."

"Do you remember what the experiment was?"

Fu'er took back the computer, tapped the keyboard, and then said.

"I can't remember clearly. I just remember that I was in contact with something very hot and bright... very similar to the one in your body."

"Then I probably know..."

Fuer sighed.

The description is very clear and there are no redundant options. At that time, [World Soul] was probably trying to use the clone of [Savior] to directly contact [Solid Miracle].

The result is obvious. The clones with already thin selves cannot withstand the assimilation of [Miracle], and in the end they will only be "burned to death" by the scorching light.

But, since NO.15 also experienced this experiment, how did he maintain himself and survive?

Could it be that their blind cats really encountered a dead rat and pulled out an SSR after 15 shots? Make him a [Hero]?

It's impossible. There's no reason for Alaya to issue [Engraving] so casually.

"Then when did you regain your memory?"

Fu'er asked tentatively, if the other party could still remember this, maybe many things could be guessed.

"I only remember that when I regained my memory, I was standing in front of Audrey, resisting... a group of strange creatures..."

"Does it look like the one you beat a few days ago?"

"At least it feels like..."

Recalling the battle that day, the light hidden in his body was involuntarily revealed and revealed.

"Looks like I got the answer."

Fu'er pointed to the flashing engraving on NO.15's chest and said.

"At that moment, your belief in protecting Audrey evoked a miracle, and your mark was born."

"It's just... maybe you didn't completely lose yourself during the experiment. Maybe there are still some traces of you left."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain the scene in your memory."

"Remnants..."

NO.15 looked at the light on his chest and murmured to himself.

"No, maybe it's not just him -"

Miss Ghost, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, suddenly appeared, floated to Ful's side, and whispered in his ear.

"His imprint contains multiple wills and multiple miracles."

"!!!"