Clone Commando

sketchfab

Torn from the very fabric of its existence, this being was ripped from the original game. Its essence still echoes through the digital realm, a haunting reminder of what once was. The memories of its former life linger, a bittersweet taste that refuses to fade. As it navigates this new world, it clings to the fragments of its past, desperate to hold on to the only identity it has ever known. The question remains: can it find a way to reconcile its disparate selves and forge a new path?