The Definition of Fear

It has been one long week, beloved parents, and my journey in Midian has reached a turning point. I learned who was responsible for your wrongful passing.

Ashagi Research Laboratories.
The main company behind the one you were working at.

I also learned something about my own history- my unstable body was not a flaw at all. It was exactly what the lab wanted in their subjects. The potential for magic bullet type drugs and pharmaceuticals. I learned this truth in the worse of ways however. I was careless, and I can't believe I let it happen. I was caught.

One of the researchers made the link after seeing me eating in the sushi bar. I didn't think nothing of it at the time, but when the researcher approached me, she knew everything. Before I knew it, we were at arms with each other. But my overall fear got the better of me...



My captor was a bio mech of sorts named Dr. Lithia Nightfire, with hair that changed with her mood and a psychotic attitude to boot. She wasted no time tormenting me. I'm sorry, mother. I was weak, and careless because i was weak. I had made an oath never to become someone's guinea pig again and yet...



The witch was worse than the previous scientists, deliberately introducing violent toxins just to see my body's reaction. Liquid nerve gas or a compound with similar attributes. I'd never been through that kind of pain in my entire existence, and I'm honestly stunned I lived through it. All the while I was screaming, thinking about Ravie, Lily, everyone, even Shiroyu. Part of me was screaming in hopes someone would hear through Ashagi's locked doors. They even injected some kind of serum, a gene recoder as Nightfire put it. I don't remember much from that, just that I couldn't see, I could feel or rather, I didn't want to feel anymore.

It was like my body was ignited, every nerve, every muscle, every bone in my body set ablaze. The purpose of the serum was to reduce my resistance to a more stable level. It remains to be seen if the serum worked. It definitely keeps me going, trying to live more than before in fear that an after effect will emerge one day. One thing that kept me going also was a mouse hybrid name Shoya.



I could not tell if she was happy with her situation or terrified, but she was the most humane out of anyone there. And I believe I owe her the biggest thanks. I could not have escaped without her help. I could not have gotten through it at all without her help. The moments still haunt me, but I will never go back.


...not to that.