[ Art by: thijikoy on X ]

“Hm”

“How… pathetic.” A sharp voice rang through the air as if to cut off all the air you could inhale from your struggling lungs.

Looking down at you, lying helplessly in a pool of blood at his feet, was a beautiful yet divine sight to the mad scientist. He didn't even bother to hide his squirming amusement when he met your eyes.

That large hand reached out and grabbed your arm as he pulled your limp body up without hesitation while quietly grumbling about how weak you were.

There are a few old and young clones passing by and you're hoping someone will come save you. But the response was only indifference and insensitivity from his clones.