Year 2045 march 1st
The Complex I built was a place where we practitioners of the old sciences that are now considered blasphemy by those fanatical god worshipers who believed only faith in the unseen could conquer the evil that continues to grow upon our world. My Name is Dr. Clemense the greatest researcher in biochemical engineering and this is my story.
It all started with subject 76 he was one of two of my subjects who survived being infused with two different species of chaotic beasts. He was so far very promising his natural strength was tripled even if he was still a mere five year old , by my calculations he could at this very moment kill at least twenty grown men if put into the right situation. I had never seen a more marvelous looking creation but enough of this.
Year 2045 March 3rd
I proceeded to go and visit with subject 76 who by all means was like a son to me.
"Well son how are my friends treating you?" said Clemense.
"Just fine" 76 said
"Well that's good I wouldn't want my boy mistreated" Clemense.
"Do you think I might be able to go outside and play today" said 76
"I am sorry but you know the rules about children not being able to go outside" said Clemense.
"I know but I want to see what it's like out there" said 76
"I will take you out there when you're a little older son" said Clemense
"Really Father" said 76
"Of course now I must get back to work" said Clemense.
Year 2045 March 5th
Me and 76 always had a loving relationship even though my higher ups wanted me to experiment on him more to try and turn him into some mindless killing machine especially that madman Dr. Morrisin and that whore of a wife of his. He has always envied me for his experiments have all either died in their early stages or have become like mad dogs who have no conscience or humanity left inside there minds.
Year 2045 March 7th
I wish that I could escape this place with 76 and help him complete my goal of eliminating the evil in this land but as of late my superiors have been watching me more closely as if they suspect me of planning something which is at some degree true.
Year 2045 March 10th
Today I have been called to meet with my supervisor who is in fact the madman I spoke of earlier. As I enter I notice that he has two of his inhumane brutes with him which isn't much of a shocker since he replaced most of our old security officers with these deprived creatures.
"You wanted to see me" said Clemense
"Why of course I wanted to know how your progress with the 76 was going" said Morrisin
"It is going well he happens to be excelling at a steady rate" said Clemense
"How do you mean so far his combat skills are still mediocre at best" said Morrisin
"Well you see I am still teaching him how to control his massive strength" said Clemense.
"Ah I see I thought you would have known that these brutes need not have to control their power but to just unleash it upon my enemies" said Morrisin
"But without control how can he decide what is right for himself" said Clemense
"Right for him you make me laugh he is merely a simple tool and an empty shell that doesn't need to have a conscience or do you not understand my orders." Said Morrisin
"I understand them sir" said Clemense
"Good because one more toe out of line and I will have you replaced with someone more capable." Said Morrisin
I left his office to back to my room to make sure this event was recorded for later use.