Pain, suffering, and the smell of exposed organs. I know them well. The feeling of the knife, clamps, and needles piercing and slicing as muscle and tendon gave way to metal and cruel intentions. I dread the sound of laughter, and I feel the sting of anyone who doesn't believe what I know. I've lost a war within me once, and it costed me my innocence, my life, and my beliefs. Now I fight another war, and I'm unsure what I am, or who I am. Am I a monster to be hunted, or am I the hunter of monsters. All I know, is my tainted blood, my destroyed life, and a hunger that even monsters fear.
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The Mad Mane Six.
Science FictionAfter years of fighting endless wars and then watching his home world distroyed, the immortal Hero of the Dark Gearhead seeks a new land to call home for his people. After finding a strange signal that leads to another realm, he decides to scout it...
