Maybe this isn't the place to post this, but I know Rewind doesn't want to talk about it. Maybe he doesn't know. Chromedome fictive here, but wait, THERE'S MORE! I'm an introject of a shitty kinnie my host met. Like. The guy. Sure, I've got source memories, I present as Chromedome internally, but... That's why I'm here. To be who he thought this guy was. And I thought trying to navigate a relationship with a quantum duplicate of my late conjunx was complicated. Don't get me started on the ethical dilemma of taking memories away from him (because of course that's one of my roles). Are we always doomed to be fucked up together? I'm so sorry, baby.

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