The First Part of the Tale || The 1st Clue

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A story, the first clue of what's happening.

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"Head scientist! Head Scientist! The subject is showing some vital signs of living!" A young scientist exclaims to the head scientist who was around his mid-forties'.

The Head Scientist looked at the younger ma and he looked over to their specimen that was currently inside a tank, filled with a blue liquid and their specimen had electromagnetic cords and a mask attached to its body.

The figure inside the tank was a teen-looking woman who was around 17-19. She had a curvy and voluptuous figure, making any living lady jealous. The woman had pale skin and a beautiful looking face. When you try to stare at her, you might even compare her to a goddess!

"Has 'it' shown any response to any of our drugs?" The Head Scientist asks to the young lad.

"Unfortunately she hasn't responded to any of those." The young scientist replies. "However when another newbie scientist accidentally put twice as much dosage of a drug to the subject a few minutes ago. The subject started to twitch."

"Hmmm... So we need to let 'it' intake twice of the dosage of our drugs so 'it' can wake up?" The Head Scientist stroked his beared.

"I don't know Sir, we never tried it yet." The younger man shook his head.

"Then conduct an experiment to that 'being' for a week with twice the dosage of the drugs, if not triple it."

"Right away Sir."

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(Guys, you may skip this part... I had a hard time doing this... I'm not used to writing to scenes like this.)

That late night, the Head Scientist was in a robe and he sat on a chair while a young woman who had a flustered face, who was dressed only in a robe, served him wine.

He chuckles and the woman retreated back to the bed, taking the robe off.

"I should tell this to the king soon. After we experiment on that 'being' first." The Head Scientist muttered to himself and finished drinking the wine.

He placed the wine glass on a table and went back to the bed. Kissing the woman lustfully.

(Ew... What woman would want to sell her body for an old man? Strippers do.)

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A week had past.

"Sir, sadly the subject is building up an immunity of the drug that we let her intake." The same young scientist reports to the Head Scientist.

"Then this 'being' is rather extraordinary. Give her 3 times the dosage this week of the drug. Then make the dosage 4 times the dosage next week. If nothing happens again, we are forced to dissect it."

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2 weeks had past but nothing happened.

"That's it! We're going to dissect that 'being' now!" The Head Scientist was enrage. He hit the table with his bare hands.

He could not anymore wait any longer. The experiment is already wasting his time. When he first found the unconscious 'being', he was in awe of 'its' beauty. He never seen a woman that beautiful in his entire life. He wanted to claim her, make her his. She will be his masterpiece and history would remember him.

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