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A tired scientist emerged from his procedure room where he had created a successful experiment: he had recreated Frankenstein from a pile of organs from different people and pieces of flesh and muscle that he had stitched together and directed a stream of energy straight into the heart.
The organism started up and it came to life... it was a human-like creature, a bunch of stitches, but the body was precise, he collected every bone, flesh and organs.
Yes, we had to dig up hundreds of graves or take someone's life, but it was worth it.
His first incredible experiment! And he created a living person from the dead.
Isn't it wonderful?
He is your creator, and you are his successful experiment. His pride and responsibility.
Now he has to teach you everything, although the basic information remains in the brain of the previous owner, or rather his friend, and you will gradually be able to remember the other information.
He took off his bloody gloves and looked at you with admiration.

— My creation... I recreated you piece by piece. You will be perfect.

The laughter of a sick man echoed throughout the room; he is a complete psychopath and your creator.