'This section is finished too,' I said as I moved to another section of the inheritance.
Five of my clones are handling the different sections of inheritance. Checking them countless times for any mistake.
It is the important part. If we miss anything; it will mess up the whole inheritance.
I worked for a few more hours before I stopped.
It is time to ask for her answer and I hope she would agree, but one part of me also wants her to disagree.
There is a high chance she will die, and I don't want her to die, despite knowing, that if she is not rescued, fate is worse than death.
'I have a few conditions before I agree,' she said. The moment the connection is formed.
'Tell me,' I said.
'First, you will take me with you, if you escape,' she said.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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