" MEET YOUR DEMISE ! "*

You were knocked out somewhere in a battle-field by a banhammer .

After a few hours of you laying unconscious on the floor ( or so you thought ) , you felt like you were being carried in . . Metal ? Someone was most likely carrying you , for sure , but not a normal demon being like everyone .

You forced your eyes to open , being greeted with a . . Biograft carrying you , and it suddenly then said a sentence that you for sure didn't expect .

" SUBJECT XXX CONCIOUS . "

You were being brought to the blackrock labs , you knew this wasn't gonna go well .