...a replica. [That's about the only way that sentence can end, if he mentioned Luke. It wasn't something Ion would usually bring up to talk about unless the topic happened to turn that way... still, it felt strange to talk about it only now, having known Emil almost since he arrived in Luceti. Almost like when he told Anise and the others the first time...]
I'm a replica of... the original Fon Master Ion. [He almost, almost, said the "real" Fon Master Ion. He caught himself.] Before I came to Luceti, it hadn't even been three years since I was born.
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I'm a replica of... the original Fon Master Ion. [He almost, almost, said the "real" Fon Master Ion. He caught himself.] Before I came to Luceti, it hadn't even been three years since I was born.