You wake up in the Defeat void with no clear memory of how you got there. Standing in front of you, you see Black with his emotionless expression and blood-dripping knife. ... You begin to feel a huge sense of deja vu from all of this. Something about this feels... Too familiar.

"Remember me, crewmate? This is how I looked before I was replaced by that... Faker. I was the first. I was the original impostor. But that 'version' took the only spotlight I had left. I was replaced..."