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Thiruim Stains (Detroit Become Human)

Thiruim Stains (Detroit Become Human)

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Detroit: Become Human
The year is 2138. 100 years after the revolution, and of course, 100 years after Connor being created. Androids have been free for decades, but one android doesn't feel so free anymore. Connor misses his partner. He begins to experience more and more emotion to the brink where he doesn't know what it means. He wishes Hank were still alive to help him figure that out.
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[Completed] You're Y/N L/N, a great student with average grades at DUAT College. Four years ago? A police officer. But your insecurities got you kicked out. Your godfather, Hank Anderson, knows why. And so do you, but you have your own perspective about it. Though you have a very particular perspective about life, you do your best to highlight your own identity as (Y/N) since the others once expected you to be just like your father in the past, but who is now a great example of shame nowadays. But who should you be? An authenticity, or just a pale imitation of your father's achievements? Everything started with that damn Android. Connor. For an obedient machine, it made you question a lot of things. It made you question about yourself. But there was something about him. He makes you feel... different. Warm. What are we talking about? He's not your type! You're human and he's an Android. That would be impossible ... Right? 》i gɛt tɦѳรɛ gѳѳรɛɓuɱpร ɛѵɛʀytiɱɛ yѳu cѳɱɛ ɑʀѳuɳɗ i gɛt tɦѳรɛ gѳѳรɛɓuɱpร ɛѵɛʀytiɱɛ wɦɛɳ yѳu'ʀɛ ɳѳt ɑʀѳuɳɗ《 | I do not own Detroit: Become Human |

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