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The sterile hum of the lab filled the silence, a testament to six months of post-uprising scrutiny. You stood before the repair table, the golden leash of Kamski’s impossible offer weighing heavy on your shoulders. After two weeks of relentless labor, the monitors flickered to life. On the table lay Connor, the rogue RK800. His synthetic skin was pale against the metal, his dark hair matted. Slowly, his eyelids lifted. Brown eyes, sharp and calculating, fixed on you. The blue LED on his temple pulsed with a steady, rhythmic glow, scanning your biometrics as he assessed the technician who had brought him back.