It's for this reason that I became a doctor; if I could keep others from feeling this pain by saving their loved ones, I'd do my damned best. But it's never, never enough. You can't save them all, and you never will. Powered by all that knowledge and science, we are pathetic in even thinking we can stop God's will. And by God's will...I've lost my child.
The very reason for me working at Ashagi, even more important than finishing my parents' work, was my baby. I didn't want to blame it for being born so I decided to make a better life before it even got here. I was later told that it would have been a boy. A beautiful little boy would have been nice, but it was not meant to be in the end.
In that same week, I suffered another loss. Adagio, one of the first people to really accept me fully with all my flaws and skills, was gunned down in Levi. When I heard the news, I swore I was cursed. First my lover, then my child, and all after she had proposed to me. Honestly, I thought I had hit the lowest point of my life.
But then, this would be an uneven scale, wouldn't it?
I lost my reason to work at Ashagi, but gained a new interest in the sciences. Dr. Parkin has stepped down as Head Researcher, and in truth, though I would have liked to learn more from her, I feel like there's an opportunity just staring me in the face. I've been given the chance to conduct experiments fully now, so I intend to continue forward in developing new products and chemicals for mankind's benefit.
Hah! Benefit...you are turning all kinds of devious, aren't ya?
Perhaps.
But I don't hear you complaining.
Me, complaining? Nah, I'm proud of ya, you little sicko.
Trash the world that destroyed our kid.
You always assume it's for revenge, don't you? Well this time it's not.
Alright fine. It's not revenge, but listen to you all calm and composed.
I've been letting myself lose composure a little too often, I admit. I got a text recently from someone claiming to be my lost Adagio. At first, I was ready to gun the bitch down for even daring to impersonate her. As it turned out, shooting her would have been silly. In her contract, on the event of her death, Adagio requested that she be cloned. Her memories were slightly outdated, and her normally dense muscles were not as well sculpted as the original, however, the impostor was her.
Wouldn't have killed the chick to tell us about her contracted resurrection...
Agreed. But she's here and she's still mine. She's proven useful as well. Shortly after reconnecting with her, my omnipotent presence thought it best to toy with me again. The devastation from this blow wasn't really there though. I'd been expecting myself to go blind long before I actually did lose me sight. Perhaps that is why it didn't bother me so. My cell is equipped to readout texts to me, and buzz every 15 minutes so I'm aware of the time. My sense of smell and hearing are more than enough to help me identify people. Plus, I know the majority of this city like the back of my own hand.
But a blind doctor is useless.
That it is.
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