Cryogenically Modified

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Insane amount of words coming at ,4346. I had this idea from another oneshot, Boy with the cold touch and thought.. I should do this mf.

I also want to thank everyone of the amazing readers - plus my girlfriend for reading this and getting it to over 400+ reads so far! I'm sad I didn't catch it at 420.. but anyway! Enjoy! I might even do a PT.2 with this, I have that also in mind for too
Boy with the cold touch.

TW,
Death, blood, fluffiness



I was nothing more than a mere test subject to my parents.

Birthed to only be tested on like I was some lab animal, they had plenty of those yet wanted a human guinea pig to do a world astounding test.

Freeze a human.
Revive a human.

F.A.R they called it. Freeze and Revive.

I was only 8 years old, they subdued me to an ungodly amount of experiments already since I was only 3 years old.
The first few times it was hell, I cried constantly and begged them to stop doing whatever it was to me.

They never listened.

Why should they listen to me? A small worthless child they birthed only to do experimental things with.

They froze me for 8 years, I missed a lot of shit in that time but the one thing I never missed was their faces. I despised of seeing them again.

It was so boring, stuck in my conscious mind as I waited for time to be over, when they had first put me in here, I screamed so loud I almost burst some eardrums, nearly broke glass, but it didn't stop them. No, they fucking froze their 8 year old son.

8. Years. Old.

Literally spells out child abuse. But did authorities care? Nope.

But anyway, let me tell you more of how it felt to be frozen to the core.

It happened fast and slowly, my body temperature dropped rapidly as the cold took over, I was sure I'd die. I hoped I would die but death never met me on the plains of the middle. I stayed on the side that represented Life. Death didn't dare show itself to me as I felt everything in my body freeze up.

If you poked me gently I'd surely crack into a million pieces of nothing but broken ice filled with my flesh, blood and bones and whatever else I had.

It felt like a four decades had gone past me at this point but.. 8 years was up.

I was to be unfrozen and possibly revived though surely it should work. Or maybe I'm just a ghost that can't leave due to my parents idiotic mistakes.

We'll find out soon enough..

I could hear everything around me clearly, hear how this shit was being broadcasted live on the news.. great. I'll fucking ruin that shit easily!

The process started.

"Today is the day! 8 years ago our son happily volunteered himself to being frozen alive!"

Bullshit.

"Now.. the moment of truth!"

I was taken out, placed on a table, my frozen body made a sickening sound as it hit the metal table. I was then pushed into some machine. Heat radiated off of shit they placed me in, the heat was set to low so it wouldn't cook me alive.

Slowly I felt my body unfreeze from the inside and then the outside started to go, next was the reviving part.

Maybe I am dead if I need reviving.. huh so they have murder on their hands? Funny.

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