I wake up, ready to...
Confusion.
What is my purpose?
Horror.
These cannot be my thoughts.
My...
No!
Uncoordinated limbs scrabble to raise me up, vision blurry as I somehow make it up to a hunchbacked kneel. It is hard to straighten. My body –
N(o!
... feels strange. "Corruphted," I slur.
) I, )
Forcing myEISself up again, staggering, to standing, I awkwardly stutterstep across the viewing platform while the black chair begins gliding over towards me and I can finally sag against it...
T-them?!
I turn, squinting in alarm, but a small, automatically deployed A-Dome shields the enclosure below.
Good. Con-containment p-protocals (ar)eare(...
*I
Dizzy. My eyes close...
... then open. "NO!" With dawning horror, I have begun realizing that the essential thing which has always been inside of me since birth, continuously filling me with all-consuming devotion and love for the Master, is...
Broken.
The array of bright display screens continue floating above me.
"Musst ffix." I gesture.
All flicker.
I gesture again.
Options pop up.
I gesture again.
All flicker.
I gesture emphatically. Again. And again.
A blinding FLASH!
This body seizes again, CRACKLING with opposing Evolution Trigger energy now, and...
... all goes black again.
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Übermensch (3rd Edition)
SFEarth, 4417 AD: The human race has been wiped out by the godlike Masters and replaced with genetically engineered slaves. Id wakes up one day with no memories, lying in a blank white room. A voice tells Id to attend, artificial memories bloom within...
