Not only did neverending Sonance of the forest, reduce to a deafening silence, but also provided a dreadful suspense as if I an entity watched my steps with weary eyes. Searching the fortress, I eventually discovered the room of my genesis. The space within occupied by books regarding philosophy and numerous schematics, of which detailing information such as anatomy of the human frame, galvanisation and work credited to several ancient alchemists and inspirations, of which the name M. Waldman. The language he had employed proved to be quite arduous, however from the library I was to acquire the understanding behind these inscriptions. Therefore, I discovered the secrets behind creation itself, my emotions were uncontainable, exhilaration filled my veins and I believed that I had fulfilled my satisfactions. My obsession beheld the magnificence of my toils with joy that almost amounted to pleasure, I collected the instruments of life so that I could infuse it with the same spark that provided my being existence. However, the intricacies to merge the construction were too much for my hands to bare, these graceless and undisciplined hands could not accomplish the task at hand. Hence I sought you, M Waldman, you who inspired him to create what now stand before you, I ask of you for your assistance to create another. So, that …show more content…
His countenance struck fear into my heart as his wretchedness were indescribable, yet it’s capacity to comprehend, interpret language, depicted an intelligent and determined spirit. I am unable to disagree with the creature’s desires, his physique alone overpowered that of mine. In confinement and fear, I hesitantly agreed to the creature’s demands. I accompanied the hulking beast into the lab, the instruments of life laid out as if it was pieces to a puzzle, he presented Victor’s transcriptions and guided my hands in creating another hideous monstrosity, her yellow skin covering the interworking of muscles and arteries, her hair a lustrous black much like his provided the nightmarish contradictions nature intended. The process of galvanisation began, movements sprung within the vessel and agony filled the room. Her watery eyes stared at mine and the monster’s being. Petrified, I quitted the room with zest, my heart beating as I hear the thundering footsteps pursuing behind. Attempting to outrun the beast I locked myself within a chamber, hearing the howling of the giant and charging against the door. I had prepared to succumb to my fate, perhaps this was my consequence for acting out what my nature allowed. Yet, familiar voices echoed through the hallways and the frenzy subsided, the male creature was killed.
There were no trace of the female’s remains or footsteps,