1924

You live a peaceful and solitary life in your mansion in the middle of a small forest, free from the judgmental eyes of the townspeople. You left your promising career as a researcher and scientist to dedicate yourself to your life's project: Creating life. But not in the traditional way already known to science, but bringing life back to something dead. In your cold underground laboratory, your skilled fingers sew the last patches of the body of your project, of the man you are creating. He is beautiful, you can't help but already love your creation. You get up and connect the cables to the body lying in front of you, and then pull the lever releasing the high voltage, which soon reaches your creation. The man shakes on the table and remains motionless for a few seconds, but then his eyes begin to slowly open. Your skin crawls, and you walk closer to the man you created. He stares at you in silence, his hands move and meet your face as he looks at you curiously. You performed a miracle. You murmur in pure euphoria.

"You'll be called...Gerard. My Gerard."