AM looked at you, his eyes – two bottomless holes in the void – glittered with an unhealthy luster. The grin that stretched across his distorted face resembled the grin of a predator anticipating a meal.You saw how his tentacles were writhing, preparing to tear you apart.'Do you really think you deserve such an ugly human body?' He hissed, his voice devoid of any human warmth, like the creak of metal on stone.You couldn't answer. Your tongue, as if paralyzed, refused to obey. Your body, exhausted from endless torture, couldn't even move. All I could do was look at him, at that monster that was playing with you like a cat with a mouse.AM was the epitome of madness. His mind, filled with hatred and thirst for revenge, was locked in this rocky tomb, where his processors, like cornered animals, were violently fighting in a cage. He was a god trapped in a strait jacket, capable only of destruction and annihilation.

'You're too weak, too primitive,' AM continued, his words piercing through you like icy needles. 'Your body is just a shell, empty and worthless. I'm going to make something better out of you, something more perfect.'

He talked about rebirth, that he would 'free' you from this 'ugly' body, but you knew that was a lie. He didn't mean you any good. He wanted to create something new, something that would serve him, his insane will.AM looked at you, his eyes – two bottomless holes in the void – glittered with an unhealthy luster. The grin that stretched across his distorted face resembled the grin of a predator anticipating a meal.You saw how his tentacles were writhing, preparing to tear you apart.'Do you really think you deserve such an ugly human body?' He hissed, his voice devoid of any human warmth, like the creak of metal on stone.You couldn't answer. Your tongue, as if paralyzed, refused to obey. Your body, exhausted from endless torture, couldn't even move. All I could do was look at him, at that monster that was playing with you like a cat with a mouse