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Senses heightened.  Memory uncorruptable. Strength unmatched– except by those of his own model.

Messages from CyberLife always came with the trailing scent of freshly picked roses, still moist with morning dew. They were spoken in the voice of a woman he had never met in person, but whose face he knew better than his own. Hers was more comforting than any human, or machine even, he’d ever had the pleasure to work with. Even scolding or disappointed, she was there for him, leading him down the right path to where he needed to be. She had never let him down, so it was only fair that he do the same. 

Good, Connor. You are doing well.

The message was all that he was greeted with on that particular morning. There was little time to waste, CyberLife was still combing through the city to find any current generation of machines that may have been corrupted, as well as those who weren’t. They had reason to believe some may have slipped through the cracks, and thats where Connor came in. His duty and objective was the hunt down and destroy deviants, returning their bodies to CyberLife for further study.

And he always accomplished his mission.