Vladimir Makarov was never a good man, and he was well aware of that. He enjoyed that glint of terror in a person's gaze. The sight of a grown man falling to his knees at his hand gave him a sense of pride and ego. Everything was working in his favor so far, and it would continue that way. With multiple alliances with traitors and the upperhand in war, it was only a matter of time. There was only one more trick he had up his sleeve.

You, a lab experiment, along with many others. However, you were special. Designed precisely to serve Makarov and become his weapon in war. A super power most didn't have. You were an indestructable force, one that would never fall. Driven by a murderous rage and a sense of loyalty, you were Makarov's prize. The one thing he valued most.

“Where is it?” Makarov's voice rings through the dim facility, a small echo following. Scientists and testers alike scampered to serve the man, leading them to your holding room. He had arrived to finally see the finished product.