Description
I am an unstoppable force. I have broken immovable objects. I was the one chosen to do the impossible. And I have always hated the consequences. They never truly understood the things I did for them. When I destroyed the Space Fountain they celebrated me as a hero, not as the vengeful monster I became. When they gave me the order to exterminate the Cryogalvanates I could never forgive myself for following through with it, especially when I finally understood they were far more than just synthetic pseudo-living weapons, and even more so when I understood that they existed to protect us all from a far greater threat: the Morphic Polymer, a species of synthetic being capable of becoming anything, a horror beyond anyone's wildest imagination. So when in defiance of their orders I destroyed the asteroid laboratory where the Morphic Polymer was kept, along with the asteroid where it came from, instead of recovering it, I knew they would finally look at me like the monster I knew I was. My old friend insisted I did the right thing and I knew he was right, but nobody would see it that way. "One of them will understand. One of them must," he said. He was wrong. So here I sit imprisoned, electromagnetic spikes driven through my arms to prevent my escape, drugs in my veins to ease the pain and keep me from lucidity. And that's when I hear the voice in my head. The voice of my worst enemy, promising my freedom and vindication in exchange for one more impossible mission.
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