UNKNOWN POV
A low hum echoed through the cold, steel-plated corridor as I stepped into the restricted lab...my boots clicking against the floor like the ticking of a clock counting down to chaos.
I halted before the row of iron cages, my lips curling into a wicked smile as my eyes gleamed with triumph. The beasts inside stirred, snarling lowly under their breath, their eyes glowing a feral red in the dim lighting. My creations. My monsters. My genius.
"They’re calm today," I noted as he approached, his white coat stained with blotches of dried fluids. He, too, wore a look of pride—like a man who believed he had created perfection. He wasn’t entirely wrong. But he wasn’t the mind behind it all. That was me.
"That’s because of the new serum I developed," He said coolly, motioning toward
