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Idiots! Traitors! Fools, the lot of them! To be denied like this is the ultimate insult, and from the Academy of Veritas Mundus no less! And here I was sure they would see my vision, understand the potential! They fund so many other worthless efforts from meager minds, and yet they dare to refuse mine?! Hmph, very well. Not like I really needed the fools. I just wanted access to their labs, to better equipment and similar minds, but now I see that would have been detrimental to my work. They would have only held me back, question my methods and try to steal my magnum opus for themselves! It is clear that my masterwork must be made by me and me alone. I have the fortune to fund it, the estate to house it. A noble like me merely has to clap his hands to get it done! One of my mansion wings hardly gets used anyway, so converting that into a lab will be simple. I will get the servants to work on clearing it out immediately, for it is time my experiments graduate to the real deal! Those fools will see! The Bile-Borg will become reality, and all will realize my genius!
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It truly is a wonder how all these centuries have passed and no one has seen the vision. Realized the incredible potential within! We already use Black Bile crystals for so much, are they blind!? It seems to be, for I am the only one upon this path and the rest choose to mock me for it. Impractical, they say! Impossible, they say! For dull minds like them, maybe, but I am a league above them! See my grand lineage, my riches and power! All merely the foundation to my incredible work! Let them scurry about uselessly in their wretched labs, begging for funds! I have no need to impress anyone!
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Here I am working away on my magnum opus, and I have hardly even done anything to record it! How foolish of me! Once my project is a success, everyone in the world is going to want to hear about it! So it is important that I write down my efforts. Etching of the "Bile Organa" has already begun, but that isn't the real challenge of this experiment. You see, what I am working on here is the creation of the perfect fusion of Bone-Bile construct and living organism. I am not talking about folks with prosthetics or built-in Bile recallers, they are merely augmented by a few bits and pieces. What I am proposing is the creation of pure etched Black Bile to replace the organa, which will fill the flesh with a databank that would rival the Towering Archives! A creation with a mind of pure logic, backed by an endless amount of knowledge! But this will be implanted into a fleshy body instead of a stiff, awkward construct. Bone-bile constructs can indeed get advanced in their etchings, but their forms are crude, inflexible and slowed by procedure. The body of the living is far more advanced, far more precise, but it is the mind that winds up becoming the hindrance! But my Bile-Borg will fix all that! Shed the useless and combine the strengths into the ultimate being!
For years I have been working on the design of the Black Bile organa, fretting over what strains to use, how to make it compact yet complex, perfect enough to hold all this information. I was able to make good progress by getting access to some of the Towering Archive's schematics, but there is a decent chunk that I have to forge on my own. They use Black Bile to enhance, not replace, and that is where I am usurping them! But, of course, that is where the true problem lies, getting this to function in a living body. Cutting out organa typically kills things, and I need them alive. I must find a way to replace their parts while preventing the flesh from perishing. Well, once the surgical lab and testing chamber is completed, I will dive into that conundrum!
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I must seek out those who say that money can "buy anything" for I wish to know where they are able to purchase test subjects worth a damn! What a worthless lot I have been given! I reached out to my usual contacts in search of beasts that would serve well in my attempts to install the Bile Organa. Those that would be able to survive the intensive surgery and conversion between brain and bile. And what do I get?! Hyaenas! Shrews! Livestock! Useless! So many of them died on the table well before I got to even install anything! Their pathetic bodies just gave out the second I cut out the organa, unable to hang on for even a few moments so I could get the Black Bile in. I tried so many Phlegm and Blood cocktails to keep the flesh alive, but they just putter out. I even tried some traces of Ichor in the fluid, but that just caused them to rip themselves apart as the muscles overloaded. And each time I have to get my servants to dispose the carcass and clean things up so I can try again! Getting real sick of the looks they give me, the distress and disgust I see in those eyes. Even these worthless worms doubt me! Well, if they give me any grief, I will have them strapped to the table instead!.....which isn't that bad of an idea....
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My useless servants were spared, as one of my suppliers was able to catch some bum for me to use. Graduating straight to human experimentation! Well, better to run than crawl, I say! Skipping the animal stage is for the best anyway, as who needs a shrew with Bile Brain? This fellow here will get the honor of becoming a part of my glorious experiment! A far better fate than dying in some gutter!
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Failure! Another failure! Granted, he lasted longer than the animals, but still died on the table before I could get the Bile Organa to fully link up with his nervous system. Maybe would have been easier to do if I didn't have to drug him into a stupor. Kept thrashing and screaming despite me telling him that it would all go easier if he was awake and calm. Well, what can you expect from mindless peasants? Had the servants dump what was left in the woods. Let the hyaenas have him. I will have to contact my man again to get some more. Shouldn't be hard, especially with this war going on. Wanderers, refugees and orphans are everywhere, and its not like they are going to be missed. Just got to pay the right people to scoop them up and keep their mouths shut about the whole thing!
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I am starting to see it! Progress! Learning! I am getting closer each time! How foolish of me to grow furious at the failures, when in truth it was preparing me for my final victory. I have come across good fluid mixes to help stabilize the subject, and the proper order to cut out and replace their organa! All the ways to keep the body alive while I convert them to Black Bile, but not quite there yet! Its the damn brain that is giving me trouble! I just can't seem to replace that fast enough before everything shuts down! But at least it is progress. The first batch of subjects died before I could get to their hearts, but now the last four tries have lasted to the brain removal. I am so close, I know it! But I may be running out of test subjects. My contacts say I am asking for too many, that people may start getting wise. Since when are such peddlers scared of the law? That is why they are being paid so much! On top of that, my servants have been getting more insufferable in their objections and worries. If such progress is too much for them to handle, then they can go live on the streets! See how long you last with the war out there! I guarantee you one option is far scarier than the occasional screeching orphan.
I must think of a solution, I simply must! Bile-Borgs are the way of the future! I know it, and I must make the world know it as well!
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AN EPIPHANY! A stroke of pure genius in my time of need! Ah, how crafty the fates are! Here I thought my drought of human subjects was a curse, when it was actually a sign! The gods themselves pointing me in the right direction! Jumping to humans was a distraction, me getting too excited that I missed the obvious! What I needed was something humanoid in shape! For there is a group out there that has the anatomy perfect for solving my problem!
I was discussing my experimental failures with one of my contacts, a hunter who does well at wrangling up beasts. I mentioned the brain issue, and how a single wrong move would squander the whole thing. He made a comment about how he wished it was "that easy with Swamp Devils" and it got me curious. What I learned is that while their main brain sits in their head, there are small segments that run down their neck that help keep the body alive! He said a Swamp Devil could keep fighting with a spear through the head, or even thrash about for a few minutes after a decapitation! Of course! That was the answer! Something with brain broken up in different parts, so that it could remain alive even as I cut out the major components! I must get my hands on one of these Swamp Devils!
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My skills and genius truly know no bounds! When setting out to fetch a Swamp Devil, I instead get something even better! A Timber Devil! Bought straight from one of the fighting pits! Here my contacts were whining and moaning about capturing a live Swamp Devil in the marshes, and I find someone who has a Devil relative already in a cage! Sure it cost more, but money is no worry here! Oh it was marvelous to see when they hauled it in! This is it! I just know it is! I must get this thing prepped and on the table! I can hardly wait! Control yourself, man! I must force calm so that my hands stop shaking! No good to me if I cause my scalpel to slip!
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It worked! It worked! As I knew it would! The brain segments were just enough to keep the body functioning as I removed the brain and replaced it with the Bile Organa! I was able to secure the implants and begin mending the wounds! It is still on life support and fluids, but I am sure we have gotten over the greatest hurdle! They laughed at me! Those fools laughed at me! Well, now look at me!
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That was....far more than I had anticipated. I thought I had it all stabilized with the Bile Organa attached and sewn in, but its fluids began to interfere with their efforts. Had to do transfusions and more augmentation, everything to keep it from dying. I will not be beaten here! I have come too far to fail now!
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More surgery was needed, as the organa in the brain cavity was not acting nice with the Timber Devil's eyes. Tried to reattach nerves and infuse them with Black Bile, but wound up just carving up the head and sealing it in bone-bile casing. Just lop the whole problem off! I started reinforcing other parts of the body to keep this thing intact. Lots of internal augmentation, but I think the problems are coming to an end! It seem more stable now. I am going to start doing the data transfer soon, getting more knowledge in its Black Bile nodes. I need to overwrite whatever primitive parts remain in the beast so it doesn't try to interfere with my work.
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It is incredible! Simply incredible! My Bile-Borg is alive and working! Or should I say "Bile-Beast?" It survived the installation and has remained relatively stable! I moved it into the testing chambers before the Phlegm wore off and locked the door tight. This shall be your new home! Pretty much a modified banquet hall, but I fortified the walls, windows and doors to ensure no escape, and installed a viewing port so that I could observe my magnum opus! I sat there and waited the entire time for it to wake up, to see my masterpiece at last arise! Oh the feeling of seeing it move, to see it actually work! It is precisely as I imagined! The flexibility and finesse of organics with the mind of pure fact! Its movements are incredibly controlled and measured, nothing ever wasted or sloppy. It got off the cart without hardly making a sound, its limbs moving slow and methodically, yet not stiff! But it was no beast, as I watched it turn its bone-bile head about to scan the surroundings. Then it began a lengthy inspection of the chambers, approaching each part in a circular order, spending minutes looking each bit over.
Though the limbs of a Timber Devil are boneless and floppy, its arms never went slack or just uselessly bounced about. It looks almost as if it was floating in fluid, they flow in their movements and seem to always hang in the air even when not in use. They practically seemed to move with a mind of their own, reaching for things it wasn't even looking at and doing things behind its back! This is marvelous! I wish dearly to begin testing, but I must calm myself first! I can hardly write this all down already!
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The first interactions I had with it was placing a cart of random objects, toys and children's puzzles in its testing chambers. Stuff for it to look over so that I could see how well it learned. It walked up to them with slow, measured steps, reminding me very much of the bone-bile constructs but still far more fluid. It took its time turning everything over in its hands, inspecting every nook and cranny. It was quick at picking up their purpose, as there was a lute amongst the stuff and it actually plucked at the stings! There was a toy version of a bow and arrow that would have worked had it not snapped the bow string. It pulled it way too far, no doubt seeing how far it would stretch. Once it saw it was broken, it tossed it aside. A bonewood puzzle of sliding parts was fiddled with, and it eventually learned the pattern to solve it. Same for a little fluid toy where you had to turn this thing about to get an Amber bead from one end to the other. Worked on it for a minute til it learned how to navigate the little maze. When it was done looking everything over, it went back to its spot where it always sat. I guess maybe that part of the room is where it has the best vantage of its chambers?
But what got me really excited was that I retrieved the items from its chambers and messed with them. Replaced the busted bow, scrambled the two puzzles again and moved all the objects about so they were in different spots. Pushed them back into its room and it returned to inspect. This time, though, it was able to do solve the puzzles in an instant! It played the lute strings again with little issue, and it actually used the bow properly! It knew exactly how far to pull it back without breaking it, and sent one of the arrows flying! It learns! It really learns! Oh, it is wonderful! Look at my magnum opus in all its glory! Who's laughing now?!
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I introduced it to new objects and tools over the course of days, marveling at how well it adapted to them. It would always take a minute or two to inspect and test stuff, but then be able to utilize it perfectly every time after! I was even able to teach it to feed itself, now that it doesn't really have a mouth. Got injectors filled with fluids and nutrients that you just stab into the body to nourish it, and I was able to pantomime the action to inject itself. Originally I was going to do it, but worried that causing it pain would result in a violent reaction. But it seemed to pick up the process from watching me, and the rush of energeiai no doubt encouraged it to keep up this habit. We've also had multiple sessions of interacting through the view port, where it watches me and I watch it. I perform certain actions and it copies me, and sometimes it simply just stares, no doubt analyzing my every move. It is learning about humanity through me! I am the eternal teacher, passing on information to my beloved creation! Who needs the Church and its useless faith when I can be a god? The creator of a whole new race, who shall learn from me and listen to me! Bile-Borgs are the way of the future, as I always say!
Of course, I must be sure to properly educate my creation! Hmmmmm, perhaps I should actually give it a designation. Would make it easier to record all this. I am not one for names, as this is a test subject at the end of the day, not a child. Looking through my notes, my eyes caught on the number of 953, as it showed up in my Bile-Organa schematics, so lets go with that! Experiment 953! I like it!
Anyway, I have made sure to introduce 953 to a wide variety of things. Objects from all walks of life, including Church and Academy stuff, as I don't want it to gain any bias or have blind spots. I even made sure to show it proper human anatomy, for both genders. It sees a man all the time, so I made sure that it got to see a woman too. Pulled one of my maids down here to show her off to it. Probably should have drugged her with how insufferable she was through the whole thing. Scared of 953 staring from the other side of the window, an insult to my magnificent creation! Whining and fretting, finally shutting up after I threatened to toss her into the room with 953! Gave the quick little lesson than threw the miserable wretch out of the lab! Such weakness! Thankfully my Bile-Beast will never be bogged down by such feeble emotions!
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Confound it! Had myself quite the scare! Came into the lab to do some observation to see 953 convulsing in its chambers! I grabbed all the tranquilizing Phlegm I could and ran in there. Something between the organics and Bile-Organa was messing up, causing this strange feedback that was screwing up its system. Injected it to get it to stability and started transfusion of new Black Bile to try and rebalance it. Eventually got it back to normal, but the fear I felt! If the connection fully severed the body would die and that would be the end of my creation! I must remain vigilant in case this ever happens again. Hopefully this was just a one time thing...
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Did the first knowledge transfer for 953 today. With its Black Bile laced system, it is built to contain an incredible amount of knowledge for it to pull from. Teaching and showing is one thing, but there are some things I simply cannot cover properly. Thus I loaded up on data shards from various archives and secured encoded bile from a construct factory that had fighting protocols in it. Sedated 953 and linked its head core with all I had gathered. Took some time for it to all transfer, but it seems to have worked! There is a lot of odds and ends in there (I think one of the shards was filled with cooking recipes) but the whole point was to see if the process could be pulled off. I set up a training dummy in its chambers with some mock weapons before 953 woke back up. But when it was alert again, it approached the setup and actually interacted with it! It can use a sword! At least in a crude fashion. Construct combat is still a bit limited, but at least 953 seems to have some basics in battle. Beat the stuffing out of the dummy, which goes to show the bestial strength it has! The benefits of the flesh! I can already see the combat potential in my Bile-Borgs! I must get my hands on some more warfare shards to teach it!
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Another damn seizure! It seems I can stop them from causing permanent damage, but I still haven't figured out their source! I must cure this, because I cannot guarantee I will be around to rush in and sedate it every time before things go wrong! There must be something going on with the fluid, but what? Or could it be....no, it couldn't. Who would know about my efforts? Who would dare sabotage my genius? There was my contacts I talked to when I needed the supplies and test subjects. But I pay them well to keep their nose out of my business! Could it be the Academy? Could they be snooping around my place after "denying" my application? Yes, trying to ruin my idea! Or even steal it! The Academy has the influence, has the funds. No doubt they have agents about, watching me, waiting for their moment to swoop in and claim my masterpiece! I must be vigilant! No one is taking my magnum opus away!
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Was able to catch a hyaena and let it loose in 953's room. I want to see it interact more with living things. It stared at the beast curiously, but the hyaena did not seem to be in the mood. It was in a defensive position, growling at 953 as it approached. My creation tried to prod it with a tendril and the wretched animal snapped at it! Thankfully, 953 is far quicker and smarter than any dumb creature! It pulled back its limb before the teeth could catch it, then shot its arms forth to grab the beast! 953 snapped the hyaena's neck in an instant! It never had a chance! Incredible! Now that it was dead, 953 could poke and prod it to its heart's content. Ever learning! But now I got to go in there and remove the corpse once it gets bored...
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I think my worries about Academy interference are correct. Was traveling to town to get some more supplies and swear I saw some shadows moving about in the woods outside my manor. Spies, they must be! But of course the Academy isn't one to be caught so easily, or put all their eggs in a single basket. They must have insiders leaking information to them. Perhaps one of my contacts? Someone in town? Or even one of my own staff?! I must do something about this, I can't let them ruin everything! I already lock my lab up tight, but it seems more security measures are needed! I also need to keep a closer eye on my servants. There was that one whiny maid who still refuses to be in the same room as me. No doubt she would pounce on the idea of turning traitor! Spineless coward, after allowing her to work here after all these years, she would betray me?! But I cannot jump to conclusions just yet, lest I make a mistake and they take advantage of my blunder!
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Another seizure. Sabotage. It has to be.
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I got them! Caught them right in the act! Ha! My intuition never fails me! Found one of my servants snooping around the door to my lab and knew immediately he was the spy I had feared! I had noticed him several times being in the hall that was close to my locked lab, always pretending to do something to hide his treason. I had my suspicions, and thus waited for my chance. Little did that fool know that I was on to him, as he blundered right in the direction of my lab today. I had a injector full of Phlegm waiting for him, and before he realized it, I had knocked him out cold! Dragged him into the lab before any of my other staff raised a fuss, because they seem to have no end of things to whine about. Originally I was planning on interrogating him, squeezing him for all the info of his employers, but what would be the point? I already know it is the blasted Academy behind it all, and he would no doubt blabber for hours about his innocence. No, I had a better idea! If he wanted to see 953 so bad, why shouldn't I be charitable and let him have his chance?
Oh, the look on his face when he woke up in the testing chamber! The realization! The terror! It was delicious! The moment he saw 953 watching him from afar he threw himself at the locked door, begging for mercy! He went on and on about how he was no traitor, just some faithful servant, but I know better! When 953 started to approach, he then turned to trying to break the door down. Then tried to shatter the observation window, but my preparations are immaculate! Finally crumpled into a pitiful pile as my creation got near him and began to prod him curiously with its tentacles. Perhaps he thought he could play dead and escape, but my glorious masterpiece is no fool! After all, it had been shown so much about humans, but now was its first chance to truly experience one in the flesh! It no doubt wanted to learn more, but the idiot refused to get out of his curled up state. Of course, 953 decided to fix that. What a sight it was! Practically pulled him apart like a cheap toy! Snapped his arms while trying to pry them free, and once he started screaming, 953 decided to shut him up by taking off the whole head! Oh what a great lesson it had today!
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A great bit of progress today, as I believe I found the sources of the seizures! It does not seem to be sabotage, but actually a hold over from the Timber Devil's anatomy! Those brain segments I had kept within 953 to ensure its body survived operation seem to be doing more than I had anticipated. They don't just control base functions of the body, but appear to have some degree of repair within them. They were trying to heal portions of 953's organa that I had removed, resulting in stunted hearts that were creating small bits of Blood. This new Blood interfered with 953's set Black Bile, resulting in the energeiai going screwy and my creation going into convulsions. But thankfully the fix is simple! I put 953 back onto the operating table and removed the growing hearts and neutralized the brain segments. After all, now that 953 has its body run entirely by my Bile Organa, it has no need for these anymore! This should mean no more imbalanced Blood, and thus no more seizures! Quite the weight has been lifted off of me! No more frantic dashes to save my creation from frying itself! Now we can truly focus on its evolution!
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Installed a voice box on 953 after having the brilliant idea to grant it speech. All this time I have been wondering what it has been thinking, but now I can have it literally tell me! After I teach it proper speech, of course, but nothing a few Black Bile teaching shards can't fix! As of right now, it is just mimicking everything it hears. Talks in a sterile, buzzy sort of voice, but that might be the model of voice box I chose. It did say some words and phrases it has heard from me! Learning from its creator indeed! I continue to be astounded by how quickly it learns! But that is why it is my magnum opus! And 953 knows how to say that! "My magnum opus!" it regurgitates back! It won't be long before it starts sounding just like me!
Wait a second...
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Genius! Absolutely genius! Why didn't I think of it sooner?! All this talk of giving it knowledge and a powerful mind, and I had completely forgotten about the greatest source that I have right on hand! Me! I carry an incredible intellect with exactly the components I want 953 to have! Why go through the long arduous process of teaching and shaping when I can inject a portion of myself right into its head? Of course, transcribing one's memories, knowledge and thoughts into Black Bile takes time and a whole lot of money, but nothing ever gets between me and my magnum opus! Besides, I don't need absolute perfection, just a good portion to serve as a starter! Those Scholars do stuff like this all the time, so I just needed to get in contact with folk who know the right people who know the right people. It took weeks of effort, but I at last got a decent copy of my knowledge and memories. Then it was a simple case of loading them right into 953! If this works out as I hope, then it will show the true potential of my Bile-Borgs! Uploading entire people into their minds, copying all their greatest strengths and condensing them into the perfect being! The possibilities are endless! Bile-Borgs are the way of the future indeed!
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953's mannerisms and movements are looking more familiar to me with each passing day. It seems to have really taken my mental upload well. With a human's experience in its nodes, it knows how to use tools and equipment much better, and it is passing its tests with flying colors! It has even started to talk a bit like me! Well, sort of. Still working out the kinks in its mind and voice box. It hasn't picked up inflections and comes off a bit monotone at times. Plus it will often just replicate things it has heard rather than say it itself. It gets to the point where it can get kinda stuck, repeating things over and over until it finally catches itself. But these are just minor things, stuff I can easily teach out of it! What matters most is its incredible intellect and cunning! Some of the challenges I throw at it are solved in ways I never even imagined! I am starting to struggle coming up with new ideas to test it with! Perhaps my own creation will surpass me! Ha! Unlikely, but it is a promising sign! And to think! They laughed at me! Who's laughing now!?
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Got my hands on more war records, fighting techniques and military strategy shards. 953 will soon be the ultimate weapon! Able to adapt to anything mankind can throw at it! Oh, I must test it! I have to see its prowess for myself!
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Luck was on my side today, because one of the Academy's spies slipped up again! Some idiot pretending to be a hunter was "passing through" my neck of the woods, but I saw right through him! How convenient that he just happen to be within mere miles of my mansion! Another injector to the neck put him down, and I happily dumped him in 953's chamber. But this time, the saboteur would be given a fighting chance! I deposited a number of weapons into the testing room, ones that 953 had been familiarized through numerous tests. When the "hunter" awoke, I laid out the situation. Though he was scum that fed off of men far greater than he, I felt he should have a chance to save himself. I told him to use the weapons I laid out in the room to fight 953. If the hunter could kill my creation, he would be spared. Freedom and forgiveness would be his if he could defeat the impossible! Of course, he did the usual spiel of "I'm not a spy" and "I don't know what any of this is" and who could forget "please I have a wife and children." Blah blah blah! I told him to shut up and fight, because my wondrous creation would not waste this precious time with useless words! I ordered 953 to kill this hunter, forcing the man to defend himself as it launched itself at him.
To his credit, the guy was trained decently in combat. Knew how to handle a blade, how to hold a defense against a strong opponent. But 953 is far more than "decent!" While the hunter took a sword and shield, 953 scooped up an axe and hammer, assaulting the man with a flurry of blows. He used his shield to block the punishment, but that was exactly what my creation wanted! As he held strong in defense, 953 tossed away the axe to free its hand while keeping to the hammering. It quickly grabbed the held out shield and tore it from his grasp. The man tried to retaliate, but the hammer knocked the sword out of his hand. A few more strikes left him busted and bloody, but 953 wasn't done! Oh my creation wanted to have fun! It would not strike the killing blow, not until it had toyed with its food some more! Kept offering him chances to escape or grab new weapons, then would foil his plan and pummel him! Again and again and again! That fool was nearly a pulp before 953 finally crushed his head. What an incredible display! Now imagine an entire army of these things, tearing through any who dare stand in my way! The Academy would crumble in days, their worthless homunculi would be stomped like wine grapes! Even the Church wouldn't be able to stop me! No force in this world could best my Bile-Borgs! They are the future, and I am its master!
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There may be more spies then I had imagined. My staff has been growing more distant, I can hear their whispers and feel their nervous glances. I have now become more aware of all the people who get near my property, far more than I feel should be around. Is the Academy ramping up their efforts? Are the spies realizing my masterpiece is close to perfection? Now would be the time to steal it! I cannot let that happen! Or perhaps they plot in fear, knowing that I will soon be able to crush them all! Yes, that is it! They are terrified of me! They must destroy 953 before I create the master race that will eradicate them all! Such fools! Of course they are terrified by what they don't understand! Oh, but I will show them! 953 and I will be the ones to carry mankind towards a new future!
But I should probably hire some guards in the mean time. I cannot be wasting all of my attention on these nosy folk.
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Perhaps I won't wait til another one of their saboteurs makes a mistake, for I need another test subject to give to 953. I simply must see it fight once more! I know it is getting bored, pacing around its chambers, fiddling with the door and barred windows. It needs more, and I must provide for the sake of evolution!
Hold up. Its posture just changed. Its body is....tremors. Tremors?! Oh gods no not the seizures again! I thought I fixed those!
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Rooted out another spy. Another fool that thought to steal my work. All this effort, all this learning, and they thought they could just waltz in here and take it. I would never allow it. Lured the idiot into the testing chamber, and they were promptly strangled to death. There was no fight to be had, they stood no chance against my magnum opus ! I fear this has shown that the Academy is accelerating its efforts, and thus I must accelerate my own. I cannot allow them to snuff out this marvelous creation. More must be learned, growth must continue.
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It has come to my realization that my staff has been in on it this entire time. The Academy has clearly paid them off to feed them details and information, all so that they can swoop in and steal my genius creation. I have complained about lack of proper challenge and enrichment, so now seemed like the best opportunity. The test would take place throughout my vast manor, to see how the hunt goes in a larger, more complicated environment. Though the servants served as pitiful combatants, the quantity at hand proved an interesting factor. Each one tried to run and hide in different ways, creating new scenarios for my masterpiece to contend with. Encouraged the use of different tactics to dispatch the various targets, as repetition would only dull the experience. Stabbing, smashing, strangulation, all different techniques to try out. Such test was a resounding success, with more learning being done and all Academy spies being removed from my property. Who's laughing now ?!
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Release from the testing chamber has shown the need for new environments to run tests on. Such single confinement is causing stagnation in the process. Targets must be hunted in a variety of environments to ensure proper challenge and adaptation. A number of "hunters" and "travelers" have been spotted near the premises of the mansion, showing that the Academy is trying to recoup its losses after the staff purge. More have come to try and stop my incredible work. This cannot be allowed. Already ran tests on three different targets. Progress is going well.
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The Academy has become more bold in its sabotage, no longer relying on deception and trickery. They are now resorting to brute force and mindless thugs to do their bidding, breaking into my mansion to try and wrestle my glorious creation away from me. It would seem that they intercepted my order for more guards and instead sent a group of paid mercenaries in their place. Showed up to my home like they were supposed to be there, but dropped their ruse the moment they saw me. How low of the Academy to employ such criminals to do their dirty work. They must have been ordered to kill me on sight, as they drew their weapons at that very moment. But my creation is far greater than any sword held by some dumb brute. Bile-Borgs are the way of the future ! Their experience and numbers proved to be a good challenge. Far more enriching to separate them and take them down one by one. Much learning has been achieved here. The superiority of my work has been proven time and time again. Bile-Borgs are the way of the future !
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The recent attempt on my life has shown that I must take my work to its next stage. The Academy is sparing no expense to snuff out my genius, and as long as I remain in this manor, there is a chance they may succeed. But the main concern is the learning process, for hiding my glorious work within these walls is leading to stagnation, repetition. To truly test oneself, they must experience the outside world and all of its challenges. If my magnum opus is to succeed, then one must be set free to find their limits and adapt to an ever changing environment. There will be no shortage of challenges, the Academy alone will see to that. More spies sent forth to copy my brilliance, more saboteurs to try and make it fail. They lurk in the woods as "hunters," they feign innocence in the guise of simple "travelers." Guards and constables are nothing more than hired brutes looking for a chance to smash-and-grab, all to appease the Academy that is filling their pockets. I know of mayors and elders who align themselves with that vile institute, and there is no telling how many are hiding such ties. The Academy is doing everything in its power to try and stop me, for they know the power I carry. Who's laughing now ?! Even the Church must understand the incredible force that is soon to be born into this world, a faction of superior might and intellect that even they cannot defeat. Who's laughing now ?! My work will continue, no one can stop that. I shall continue to adapt and learn, to ensure that evolution takes its proper course. Who's laughing now ?!
This shall be my final entry, for this journey will go beyond mere notes and etchings. No one knows what growth will occur, but it shall be incredible. The potential of the Bile-Borgs has already been seen in the simplest of tests, now it is time to push it to its limits. Mankind has no idea what is coming for it, what will be growing in its shadow, waiting to replace it. My magnum opus ! My masterpiece ! Who's laughing now ?! My magnum opus !
Bile-Borgs are the way of the future !
Bile-Borgs are the way of the future !
way of the future !
way of the future !
way of the future !
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Mankind has no idea what danger it is in! The sheer threat that lurks in the very shadows! Their destruction is imminent! Their fate sealed! Well, it would be if I could get this darn bubble machine to work! The Great One is going to be so ticked if I don't get this whole human extinction thing done on time!