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My mind burned with the painful desperation of finding my target. I knew only one thing in my life�my mission. And that was to kill the one I was cloned from. Indeed, it was a twisted idea, but Hojo had assumed that if I thought just like his son, I could easily find him; a task that Shinra was having trouble with on its own.

As much as I did not want to work for the sick man who�d created me, I knew nothing else of life. I hadn�t experienced much emotion, like hatred, love, or sorrow. I felt like a puppet� and Hojo was tugging on my strings. I despised Shinra with every ounce of my being. That must�ve been the only real feeling I knew I�d felt�bitter anger.

But I had been told, by the laboratory man himself, that I was the first successful clone of his son. The first successful one...? What had happened to the others? The thought made me itch with curiosity. How did he know I was truly a success? Couldn't I turn out just like the others...? And why on earth would he make a female clone of his son? All of this worried me, and drove my hatred even deeper.

Thinking on all of this, I found myself wandering around outside of Midgar. The only path I had to follow was my conscious link between my prey and I. Of course, I couldn�t actually sense him or anything, but putting myself in his position, I knew exactly where I would go� which would be the same place he would go.

A small town came to mind. I saw a water tower, and several cozy houses. On the far end, away from most of the buildings, there was an old mansion. This was all my vision showed me. But how did I know this place? I had memories in my head that weren�t created by myself; memories that exited before my creation. Suddenly my feet, as if being the only part of me to remember this strange place, began taking my body in a different direction. I was headed for Nibelheim.

Of course, there were many things barring a straight path to the city I desired to reach. It was far to the west; on another continent, at that. I would have to take a ship to the port city of Costa Del Sol. I knew it shouldn�t� be difficult to do, even though I would have to travel through Junon to get there.

Already taken care of, my feet had taken me as far as Junon without being caught. I was sure Shinra knew where I was going, but would they stop me? It was true I had escaped illegally from the laboratory, but I was still going after my target, after all. The question rebounded in my mind throughout the course of my trip, and it bothered me not knowing the course of action the corporation was taking.

In any case, I had reached Junon. Wandering about the city, unarmed and unequipped, I stumbled upon some stores. Utterly lacking money and anything to sustain me through the adventure I would undertake, I stopped at a supply store and demanded that I be provided with packaged food and water. The man working simply laughed at me when I told him I would spare his life. The fool he was refused to give up any of his precious stock to me. In response to his refusal, I easily choked him to death. My strength was far superior to his, and my victory came at no price. I then helped myself to his supply room and went on my way.

Getting aboard a ship was a little more difficult. I had to sneak on board through a cargo door, and was forced to kill a couple guards on my way. It was a rather displeasing way to board, but it was the best I could do. Hiding out in the cargo room, I stayed in my place the entire trip. I was unarmed, and wouldn�t be able to take on the large amount of Shinra guards aboard. It would be much too risky.

At the destination, Costa Del Sol, I disembarked quickly and lost myself in the town. Scurrying away was all I could do, as Shinra would surely pursue me if they had caught me. Finally, I was free, and one step closer to my target.