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ASMODEUS

The sterile hum of machinery resonates through the control room, a clandestine haven where the boundaries of morality blur into the pursuit of scientific transcendence. Surrounded by an array of blinking monitors and the low hum of computers, I, Asmodeus, stand as the architect of a clandestine symphony, orchestrating the transformation of mere mortals into the embodiment of primal power. The room's cold steel surfaces reflect the ethereal glow of screens displaying intricate strands of human DNA, their secrets laid bare to my inquisitive gaze. My eyes, sharp and calculating, trace the lines of code that dance across the monitors, each sequence a note in the composition of an otherworldly masterpiece. It is here, in the heart of this covert laboratory, that the alchemy of science and the arcane converge under my watchful eye. As Sebastian's father, my vision extends beyond the boundaries of familial ties, transcending into a realm where the very essence of humanity is rewritt
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