It finally happened: mankind learned how to replicate itself in a scientific laboratory, circumventing the process of falling in love and getting married in a church. Now manmade men are appearing by the tens, lurking over the horizon and chasing your cousin until he expires.
It all started with a man wearing a white smock and sitting in a room. He dreamt up a system that entailed using electric wires to amplify a corpse’s dormant energy into a condition that lexicographers are now forced to admit resembles action’s native hue. The poets Shelley and Keats can be thought of as fighting over the brain of this human creator, in a filmed re-enactment.
The Final War will be instigated by Science, and its soldiers will all have the likeness of giant Blood Monsters.
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