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... , every tank housed a clone of Eden.

This project had begun when Eden brought Moss back from the derelict space ark. Now, the experiments had reached near-perfection.

In the Warhammer 40K universe, creating doppelgangers was standard practice among many powerful figures.

The Emperor himself had multiple avatars, and the renowned tech-sage Belisarius Cawl was famous for his Persona Matrix, a layered consciousness far beyond what ordinary beings could comprehend.

Ca ...

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