Humble humans.
Useless emotions.
What good is it if you believe in me?
Besides, how could I possibly be compared to those failed modifications?!
The corner of Subject No. 1's mouth twitched, but its sharp nails slowly retracted into its fingers. It turned away and stopped looking at the girl in the green dress.
The girl in green suddenly smiled. "I already introduced myself. My name is Xirou—it means soft mountain stream water. What about you?"
Subject No. 1 kept its back to her.
It had indeed given itself a name. It was connected to its obsession, to Liu Di.
It did not want to be a copy.
Nor did it want to share its name with such a weak human. It ignored Xirou's words. She was only a servant. If she asked again, it would tear her apart!
But then Xirou laughed again. "What about you? What exactly is your name?"
Subject No. 1 abruptly turned its head. Its teeth clenched and its features twitched, but in the end, it slowly let out a breath and said coldly, "My name is Unique. Unique as in one of a kind."
"Unique?"
Xirou shrank back slightly. "That's such a scary name."
Then—
Xirou smiled and continued wiping the blood from the experimental subject.
The sunlight was still. The bamboo house was quiet and peaceful, and the coarse cloth curtains rustled faintly in the breeze.
Every breath was filled with the fragrance of fresh grass and green bamboo.
The monster calling itself Unique lowered its head slightly and said mercilessly, "Since you served me, I'll grant you a gift. Once I've rested a little, I'll flatten that mine and tear apart every person inside."
Xirou froze. "Your thoughts are terrifying, but they've already received the punishment they deserved. There's an organization in