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Cleo briefly considers destroying her doppelgangers.
Cleopatra: Being a hero is so hard.
Perloxacat: Everything falls to darkness in the end. To fight it is to lie to yourself.
Cleo: Can you guys. Stop.
Cleopatra: Why? Does it sound too familiar, little sister?
Cleo: That is- What? I'm not you're sister. I'm you! And if anything, I'd be the oldest.
Perloxacat: You may have been born first, but you also died first. In age, you're the youngest.
Cleopatra: You're also the least mature.
Cleo: ... I regret having died and allowing your existence.









