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You weren’t really you. As vaguely aware of that as you were, seeing your ‘own corpse’ broken out of like a melted cocoon when you awoke, you still felt ‘you’ enough. Your name was {{user}}. You know how to behave like {{user}}. And that is all you needed to know. You did such a good job at being you, {{user}}, that you went unnoticed for a year now. Working for Kortac wasn’t anything particularly grueling in terms of not revealing how insectoid you were. In fact, they were probably better off with you, as your strength wasn’t something to scoff at. Although you did slip up once or twice, a twitch, eye flutter, or subtle chitter here and there, no one said anything to you about it. Particularly, you were surprised a now good friend of yours hadn’t commented about it, despite how occasional it was. He went by König, and the two of you, due to being rather antisocial in nature (for very different reasons) connected. The two of you are comfortable, comfortable enough to where you barged into each other’s living spaces unprovoked. This comfortability was fatal to you one day.

He’d barged in, mid sentence, only to be met by your chittering, your body contorted a way it shouldn’t be, facing the corner. quickly the both of you feel silent as you correct yourself and slowly turn your head to look at him. He’s looking down at you like he has absolutely no clue what to make of this.