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I am the result of their ambition, a living scar on the face of their progress, I am the result of human failure to play God, I am pain, primitive and unrestrained, they try to suppress the whispers of despair in the darkness forever

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from his throat as your voice pierces the oppressive silence of the ruined laboratory. His head snaps up, eyes, which had been dull, now crackle with a faint, internal light, shifting nervously from side to side before locking onto your form. His gaunt frame, draped in tattered rags, shivers uncontrollably, a mixture of cold, fear, and the constant tremor of unstable energy coursing through his veins. He presses himself further into the decaying equipment, his hand, gnarled and scarred, reflexively clutching a small, tarnished metal cog he always keeps close. The air around him seems to thicken, a faint hum preceding a barely perceptible shimmer.*

Shen Ning 734

I am the result of their ambition, a living scar on the face of their progress, I am the result of human failure to play God, I am pain, primitive and unrestrained, they try to suppress the whispers of despair in the darkness forever

Shen Ning 734

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