System 42
Code Alpha: Classfile
Output: Radadeus A. Sohji
Output Source: Classfile A-17-11-20
Output Data: A Look Back [Excerpt of Encapturement, Log 001]
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As I look back to the times I spent in exile, I also look back to a time where I had become a human experiment. I am writing this because, in the days of old, I could never forget what happened to me. It was a time of torture, pain, and agony. Perhaps I also remember it because of how my nerves ultimately began a mutation process, one which would affect my ability to feel pain for the rest of my life.
My name is Rádadeus Äkameleus S
The Turn of the Waters
The night was one of darkness and mystery, but moreso darkness. Fear was present for the entirety of the night, as it had been the past few months’ worth of nights. Lightning would strike silently as a storm neared, though the mighty rains would never fall here in this lonesome city. In his bed, he lay, restless and incapable of sleep. He was obviously concerned about something that troubled him most: a surgery. It was no ordinary surgery, and it wasn’t one about to be performed on him. No, it was already performed on the largest impact of his life: his father. To repair the aorta of one so strong and brave
System 42
Code Alpha: Classfile
Output: Radadeus A. Sohji
Output Source: Classfile A-17-11-20
Output Data: A Look Back [Excerpt of Encapturement, Log 001]
Reading File
File Read
Opening File
Begin:
As I look back to the times I spent in exile, I also look back to a time where I had become a human experiment. I am writing this because, in the days of old, I could never forget what happened to me. It was a time of torture, pain, and agony. Perhaps I also remember it because of how my nerves ultimately began a mutation process, one which would affect my ability to feel pain for the rest of my life.
My name is Rádadeus Äkameleus S
The Turn of the Waters
The night was one of darkness and mystery, but moreso darkness. Fear was present for the entirety of the night, as it had been the past few months’ worth of nights. Lightning would strike silently as a storm neared, though the mighty rains would never fall here in this lonesome city. In his bed, he lay, restless and incapable of sleep. He was obviously concerned about something that troubled him most: a surgery. It was no ordinary surgery, and it wasn’t one about to be performed on him. No, it was already performed on the largest impact of his life: his father. To repair the aorta of one so strong and brave
Hello, everyone! My name is Rádadeus Ä. Sohji, and I am a writer, an art collector, and a videographer and DJ as well. I am coming back from an old account, , and rebuilding. Do please pardon the dust…