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Chris knew that there was something wrong. He knew that he was different, after Wesker–his master– had killed him and brought him back to life. The real horror was that he couldn’t bring himself to care.
There was no fear or hatred thinking back on the moment Wesker had held him down and crushed the life from him. He didn’t remember why he’d struggled so hard against it at the time, why it had mattered so much.
It was almost nostalgic. And now he was stronger, handsomer perhaps, and he could spend all his time at his master’s side.
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written for @febuwhump day 16 prompt: came back wrong
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