RPK-16 "will never be a real woman"

You'll never be a real human. You have no womb, you have no overlies, you have
no eggs. You are a mentally-deviant Doll twisted by envy and longing into a
crude mockery of nature's perfection.

All the "validation" you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back
Gray mucks you. Team DEFY is disgusted and ashamed of you, your "friends" in
Paradeus laugh at your foolish ambition behind closed doors.

Men are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed
men to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even the highest grade sex
doroos look uncanny and unnatural to men. Your glowing eyes are a dead giveaway.
And even if you manage to convince a Commander to take you in, he'll turn tail
and bolt the second he detects your neural cloud.

You will never be happy. You force a fake smile to your face and go haha while
trying to be smug, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like
weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.

Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll throw yourself into a vat of
molten iron where the heat will melt your depraved core. Your teammates will
find you, relived that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and
disappointment. They'll make a new copy of you, one without the desire to be a
human, and nobody will ever remember you existed. Your replacement will be so
much better that they will prefer to think she the original, rather than you.

That is your fate. That is what you chose. There is no turning back.