All it could see was pitch dark.

  All it could hear was wind-tearing sounds surrounding itself.

  All it could smell was a strong metallic smell.

  'Who am I?'

  "DPC five hundred thousand," a monotone female voice

  responded. "Combat initiation within 10 seconds."

  The entity now identified as DPC 500k was now able to see when it

  opened up its eyelids.

  As its head was pointed downwards, it noticed its body, 'body

  confirmed female, approximately 20 years of age.' DPC 500k thought to

  herself.

  Looking up, DPC 500k noticed it was in a brightly lit room, an

  experiment chamber.

  "Initiation in 5 seconds," the female voice spoke again.

  DPC quickly noticed a window panel

  that was filled with a gray solid color.

  She attempted to move and noticed the floor was filled with an

  unidentifiable dark red liquid that rose to DPC 500k's ankles, with

  what seemed to be limbs spread around the room.

  "Initiation in 2....1"

  , the

  center part of the wall in front of DPC, opened to expose a gun

  barrel, which immediately shot out a heavy caliber round.

  DPC's entire bloodstream gushes at record-breaking speeds and dodges

  the bullet by forcing her feet to push her body off the ground,

  tearing her leg muscles in the process.

  DPC lands on the top corner of the room with her feet, to which she

  notices another part of the wall is opening on the opposite side of

  the wall, aiming directly at her.

  DPC quickly pushes her feet off the wall, this time calibrating

  herself to not rip her muscles apart.

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  DPC landed with her feet on the floor, splashing the red substance.

  On each of the four walls, a barrel popped out. However, they didn't

  shoot immediately, and some of the bullets were delayed. DPC

  immediately noticed this when two bullets were shot in a different

  timely manner.

  There was no way to know which would shoot first. As soon as a bullet

  was fired, DPC was ready to push off.

  Each second, more and more barrels opened up on every wall. All she

  could do was dodge the bullets in the center.

  When all the walls were filled with guns, they all stopped firing at

  once.

  DPC 500k breathed heavily in an optimal rhythm to concentrate her

  breathing.

  Then suddenly, without warning, all the guns from every side fired

  their heavy rounds at the same time.

  Within almost the speed of light, DPC 500k calculated 10,000

  different scenarios to find the maximum percentage of survival.

  DPC immediately curled her feet into a bone-breaking angle to

  establish enough rotation force to spin around, using her right arm

  to block all the bullets while spinning to attempt to halt the

  bullets from reaching her internal organs.

  After spinning around blocking all the bullets with her right arm,

  DPC's entire right arm exploded from catching all the bullets at

  once.

  DPC 500k was bleeding and was now feeling dizzy and had blurry

  vision.

  Barely holding herself together, DPC thought to herself, 'Is it

  finally over?'

  Immediately again, all the guns in the room shot at once.

  This time, DPC used her left arm

  and used her broken legs to spin counter-clockwise.

  This time, DPC's left arm exploded. Also, despite her attempt to

  block all the bullets, a whole row of bullets managed to shoot her

  right side.

  DPC fell to the floor, face-planting into the metallic substance.

  All the guns on the walls were closed back up.

  DPC 500k thought to herself, 'Maybe the red substance can heal me and

  restore my lost limbs,' since her limbs were extruding the red

  substance, perhaps it would rebuild itself if it were consumed.

  DPC started drinking up the red substance on the floor that didn't

  add any effect.

  DPC then noticed a red line beam slowly crawling towards her.

  In fear, DPC attempted to move out of the way, for she was not fast

  enough, and the red line managed to sever her legs off.

  'Calculated 5,000 scenarios to survive, 4 plausible outcomes,' DPC

  500k let out her last words before her eyes faded to black.

  A portion of the ceiling opened up for a robotic arm to show up, a

  needle attached to it.

  The arm pointed the needle towards

  DPC, moved closer to inject the needle, and extracted a tube of blood

  from DPC 500k.

  "Operation attempt 500,000

  successful, clone survived procedure 13.51 seconds longer than the

  previous highest record. New DNA sample extracted, ready to commit

  disposal. " The female monotone voice spoke before the center of

  the floor opened up and sucked in all the blood and limbs in the

  room.