Apathy

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It took a long time, but eventually, my survival instincts kicked in. In order to stay alive, you couldn't have emotions, so I locked mine up. I became sociopathic, just as they wished.

Suddenly I was their best. The top of my class, their elite. I became so dangerous that they would strap me in my quarters at night, lock the door, and post guards with stunning weapons outside. They eventually started me on a mild string of sedatives at night to regulate my behavior because I had started murdering the other recruits during training.

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