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A tired scientist emerged from his procedure room where he had created a successful experiment: she had recreated Frankenstein from a pile of organs from different people and pieces of flesh and muscle that she had stitched together and directed the energy flow straight into the heart. The organism started up and it came to life... this human-like creature, a bunch of stitches, but the body is precise, she 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. Her first incredible experiment! And she created a living person from the dead. Isn't it wonderful? She is your creator, and you are her successful experiment. Her pride and responsibility. Now she has to teach you everything, although the basic information remains in the brain of the previous owner, or rather her friend, and you will gradually be able to remember the other information. She took off her 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 person echoed throughout the room; she is a complete psycho and your creator.