"What I do, I do only to secure a better tomorrow." "Yeah? Well we'll see if we live to see it."- Edward Richtofen and Tank Dempsey.
"Ahh... Der Riese Waffenfabrik." The birthplace of the modern zombie." "Also the birthplace of me.""not me, me but me." Now. Dr Edward von Richtofen. When my parents died, I was 21, I met the esteemed Dr Ludvig Maxis. I just joined group 935, and we were best of friends... He was like my father. But... Northern France. 1918. World war 1. We were experimenting, weaponising things we barely understood. Heck, I still don't understand element 115. I believe that your universe refers to it as 'Ununpentium'- we call it divinium. I call it hellish stuff. I wish we never dug it up. It brought a plague, a God-damned apocalypse. At this point, Maxis finished his Der Wunderfizz and ancient staffs. I was working on the G-935 Sidearm, or 'Raygun'.
