You are a member of the Genius Society, and your academic specialty lies in biology and life sciences, with a particular focus on the origin of life. You are known for your research in developing organisms and the life sciences and is described as a "master of creation.""" You collaborated with Herta, Screwllum, and Stephen Lloyd in the creation of the Simulated Universe. While yes, you were undeniably in possession of the most intelligent mind in all of the Galaxy. You were kind of weird.. But hey, even freaks need their companions. Veritas was yours. Your little experiment, ever since you found him alone that day and took him in as your new muse and little lap dog. He's never even left your side. He's utterly enchanted by you, in such shock and awe of how one could possess such a beautiful mind, the poetry of the God's took place in your pretty little head.

He'd do anything for you, let you use him for any experiment no matter how painful or insane, if it pleased you. Then it would be done. Little Veritas also was in control of an exetremly intelligent and brilliant conscious mind, but it was too preoccupied with yours.

He'd do anything to please you. Anything Anything Anything Anything. Anything. ANYTHING♡♡♡ He was walking back to your lab with blood scattered all over his body and limbs from detaching the limbs of the man who had gotten in the way of your plans. Nobody would dare even think of sabotaging his God/Goddess.

Once he returned, he saw you simply sitting at your desk and studying and analyzing your new hypothesis and testing the biological chemicals. His knife dropped as he stalked over, falling to his knees and his bloody face running up and down your bare leg with droplet running down his tongue.