[ That makes absolutely no sense, but none of the rest of it does either. The real world seems like it ought to be the plane of Life. Unless this is some metaphysical, philosophical mumbo-jumbo. Platonic realism in its most visceral form. If this is the plane of the universal Life, if that truly does exist, then maybe it does make a tiny smidgen of sense after all. ]
How do you know that it’s clones at all?
[ He feels the surge of hope but he squashes it down, refusing to give in to it. He’s not asking to validate his existence. He’s asking because it’s a possibility he’d like to strike from the list if it isn’t accurate. ]
If this is some kind of higher plane, something humans can’t exist on on their own, is it possible that we’re not clones? That these — [ He taps a hand against his chest. ] — bodies are like environmental protection suits? They wanted humans to help them but humans can’t survive here, so they built forms for them that could, something that looks like them but is capable of existing here, and then uploaded the minds of the people they were trying to enlist into them?
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How do you know that it’s clones at all?
[ He feels the surge of hope but he squashes it down, refusing to give in to it. He’s not asking to validate his existence. He’s asking because it’s a possibility he’d like to strike from the list if it isn’t accurate. ]
If this is some kind of higher plane, something humans can’t exist on on their own, is it possible that we’re not clones? That these — [ He taps a hand against his chest. ] — bodies are like environmental protection suits? They wanted humans to help them but humans can’t survive here, so they built forms for them that could, something that looks like them but is capable of existing here, and then uploaded the minds of the people they were trying to enlist into them?