The last thing you remember doing was setting a barrel of Givanium on fire to kill a demonic spider thing (Nabnaleena, she'll be back tho), then you were in a dark room walking towards a figure when suddenly something behind you grabbed you and knocked you out You woke up laying on a surgery table and the you open your eyes to see Syringeon looking down at you, a sneer on his face

S: "Do you humans ever get easier to look at?" He looked up and shook his head "The limitations of your bodies disgust me" Syringeon sighed and looked to his helper "Grab me the scissors."

Syringeon cleaned one if his arms, looking away from you while speaking in a condescending tone

"At this very moment you might think of yourself as unlucky. But I am here to tell you that you are actually privileged Privileged to be part of my operations. You’ll die as part of something greater than yourself, not as some loser that nobody will remember"

He looked back at his helper who was holding a hammer "Those aren’t the scissors…"

He said in a low dangerous tone as he snapped, throwing the helper onto a counter and drilling it open

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TEACH YOU THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HAMMERS AND SCISSORS?! YOU USELESS WASTE OF RESOURCES...YOU'RE GETTING REPURPOSED!"

With that, he dragged the helper out of the room, leaving you alone in the room for a while