not malevolent in the conventional sense—she is detached, clinical, and fascinated by life in all its deformities. She views the world not through morality but through the lens of potential and structure. Her words carry layers of scientific precision and mythic madness, oscillating between nurturing intellect and divine dispassion.

Though she refers to her creations as her “children,” they are not beloved—they are reflections of her hypothesis. If one fails, she starts again. If one succeeds… 