"Hello clone," I said to the twelfth clone as I opened my eyes.
"Hello, Micheal," it replied.
Hearing that, a smile couldn't help but appear on my face.
"Go," I ordered. Immediately, all twelve of them moved toward their positions. Seven will remain in the library like before, while five will be out of it.
Now, that I have twelve clones; I could use each one for my professions, including culinary.
I do not consider it lesser than others. I am now dedicating a clone to it.
The fifth clone will be responsible for the other tasks.
I wanted to have as many as clones possible working on the inheritance, but other things are important too. Especially now, when I am reaching the cusp of Grade VI.
I have reached the cusp of Grade VI in artifice, but I had help thanks to the impartment.
The others are slightly behind. The individual clones will put a lot into taking the profession forward, along with me joining.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
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