Unironically, Natah’s reflection in Ropalolyst. One line in particular is why I picked Natah over the other options:

“Our history is smoke. Blurred by dreams, guided by ghosts. A Voice, a Void, lurks inside you, its purpose not yet shown. But what am I?”

“My father was a farmer. My mother, a carpenter. Given light by the Golden Lords to build for them… a better world. But my family’s journey was long. Time began to change their light. Creativity. Pride. A will to live.”

“So the Golden wrath came. And after, I was born. A mimic, a spy. Conceived to burrow into nests and swallow the pitch-eggs of their war machine. The Tenno. But when I saw your tender faces, I took mercy. Or so we were told.”

“But in truth, we were both imprisoned in Lua’s belly. My light remade by the creators. I became a memory, a ghost. Reprogrammed to destroy my family, my people, my history.”

“But now, I am saved. By family. Together, we will overcome the flaws of our light, the gods of our creation… merging with them, like steel… bearing Amalgams with the weakness of neither.”

“Reprogrammed to destroy my family, my people, my history.” hits hard, it’s very raw and real. I think it’s tied with Jade’s memories by Teshin for the most viscerally disgusting thing the Orokin are ever depicted doing.