Wrong Light (Complete)

4.The Beginning of the End of my Life

So may vials, so many liquids, so many elements, so many poisons, so many experiments, so many types, so many…possibilities. Possibilities…that’s what I thought I thought I had many of. Many possibilities to complete this experiment, possibilities to make it successful, and because of all my many things…I thought I could proceed. Accomplish what others could not, but it seems impossible at this stage… I thought I could do something to change the world… I thought I was the only one to be successful in this… I thought I was the smartest…maybe that’s my problem. I have to stop thinking and start doing…but…that is not a possibility for it’s simply impossible. Why is it impossible? For life is precious. Life is something to worship and love. Life is priceless. You can’t give life; it has to be born on its own. That’s just how life works, and what I thought I could do was simply against life. Artificial life…I was born to take life, not give it. I’ve already committed an ultimate taboo… zombies… bringing the dead back to life. I’m the worst kind of person you can get. But I’m not a person, I’m a shinigami. The opposite of life. That’s what I am…well, that’s at least what I thought I was, until I learned the truth about shinigamis. I’m trying my best to keep it from Benjamin, but I have a feeling he’s catching on to me. I sighed as I took off my lap coat and hung it on the rack. I took the handle of the large white double doors. I looked back into the lab. My eyes quickly shifted over all the test tubes, the vials, the stacks of paper containing my plans for the experiment, animal bodies, but my eyes shifted quickly across the room and stopped at one human size containment tube filled with my special ‘medicine’ that also contains some of my blood to speed up the process, that’s what I thought. In the containment tube was what I thought would be a success, but in the end it failed. In the tube was a human body, one of those I found a month ago. This body has dog legs, a lion’s nose, left ear being a buck’s and right being a cow’s, and a tail made of different lizard tails. Organs and such are also replaced with animals’.  This one I was sure to work, where the other two failed…it was always the third one that worked…always. The third animal zombie was a success; the third human zombie was a success, the third animal built from scrap was a success, the third scrap robot was a success. Three is just my lucky number, I was so sure that this one would be a success…but it’s not. Meaning I should give up on artificial life, it was fun while it lasted but I won’t carry on if the third one is nowhere near success. I sighed and switched off all the lights. I turned around and walked out, locking the door behind me. I walked up the white stairs. I took a deep breath has I reached the top of the stairs. The stairs led to a plain grass field, with nothing but the wind in its path. I took out a small remote from my pocket and pressed the bright red button. In a moment the entrance to the stairs disappeared and grass was all in this field, no secret stairs leading to a supernatural being’s madness laboratory. I fell onto the grass, looking up at the pure blue skies. By now you should know who I am. I am Amaimon, an amateur shinigami for I don’t kill lives for a living, only to survive. But a professional madhouse scientist. I said I don’t like killing, which is true. I’d rather take victims of other shinigamis before necromancers can get their hands on them then use them. This is the first time ever I have given up on an experiment. No. This is the first time ever an experiment failed. I now know I shouldn’t mess with lives like that and I have a feeling I’m never going to. I will from now on focus on things humans can’t achieve. Like an antidote for cancer, or a cure for all viruses. But life…I’ve underestimated life. You may think I’m stupid in saying such things just because one little experiment failed. I’m not stupid; I can see that’s true. But…it’s this loss that made me think of all I’ve done up until now. I’m despicable! The worst type of person that could ever be born. I thought I could create live. Hmm, I think not! Life…I think the reason I couldn’t under you is because you never gave me a chance. I don’t have live and never had it. I was born a shinigami, I’m one of the rare ones… My personal history is a rather long one so that can wait until later. Let’s see… I have dark red hair and black eyes, my favourite colour is black. I am just a bit over 1460 years old so I’m about 1000 years older than Benjamin. Food? Drink? I have no need for sustenance. Hm…I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before standing up. At the moment I’m wearing a jean and a white long sleeved buttoned shirt. I usually have a lap coat over it but that’s only if I’m in the lab, which is like always. The field is pretty large, so if one was to stand at the gate surrounding the field and I was in the middle, they’ll only see a white dot. I started walking to the gate. The breeze in this grass field was absolutely perfect. It wasn’t strong but you could feel it. It felt so nice. At the gate there were stairs leading up to a road leading to the city. If I ever go to the city then it’s about 10 minutes on foot. I sighed and slowly walked up the stairs. There weren’t many cars on the road, only a few trucks delivering things from out of town. I was not in the mood for walking now so I aimed right and jumped on the back of a truck.