The Disappointment [On Hold]

The Disappointment [On Hold]

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After Being discarded into the hallway, a dark void full of souls that can never escape, experiment #105391, nicknamed Dioma by the lost souls, is the only experiment that has managed to keep hold of his physical form and most of his mental health. The only problem is; the lost souls of the creator's previous experiments despise him and want him gone. Gone and gone now! Dioma needs to escape this underground lab. The first obstacle though is one he may never be able to overcome. When exposed to sunlight experiment #105391 literally withers up and seems to die. His already frightening appearance turns into that of a charged black skeleton with eight soot covered, spider like, sharp, metal limbs protruding out of his back. Breaking out might be a little harder than he had originally anticipated.
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Ever since she could remember, the experiments had been part of her life. As a child, they were harmless-just puzzles and strange potions given to her by the woman she called Mother. Back then, she believed it was all a game, a way to make her smarter, stronger. But as she grew, the tests changed. They became invasive. Painful. Each experiment carved new scars into her skin and left her mind tangled in unanswered questions. The woman she once trusted had become a stranger, her warmth replaced by cold calculation. And then the voices started. A shadow lurked within her, whispering, clawing at the edges of her sanity. She wasn't alone in her own body-something else had been forced inside her. Something ancient. Something hungry. Now, she's free... but for how long? With the past chasing her and the monster inside threatening to take control, she's left with one question: Was she ever meant to survive, or was she only meant to become something else?

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