During the late 1900’s, a scientist had been conducting experiments to create the perfect human, a human with unlimited stamina, great strength, wonderful speed, mind-breaking intelligence, charming charisma, and all the works. His lab had been shut down after the government had found out about the unhumane testing being done, but this scientist wasn’t finished with his work. He desired to create this human. He desired to become this human.

Late at night, this scientist would find his “rats” roaming the streets alone late at night. He’d knock out his prey and take him to his basement under his manor, Hill High Manor, and treat them to his chemicals. Failure after failure, his research wasn’t progressing the way he had hoped until finally he created something that couldn’t handle the transformation. He found himself a person that resisted enough to evolve. Evolve into progress. Evolved from death.

But he didn’t create a perfect human. No. He created.. Something evil. Something monsterous. The “perfect human” demanded to go home, to see his family, to return to his life, but the scientist wouldn’t let him. Testing wasn’t over.

Once the man saw what he had become.., what evil he is. What a monster he was turned into. He slayed his creator and smashed the lab to pieces. He sat on the floor attempting to cry away his problems, but he knew that it wouldn’t have to end like this. He wouldn’t be able to go home like this.. He must.. Experiment. It’s the only way to go back.

The only way to be normal again.