In life, you had been dealt a pretty good set of hands. Born to a wealthy family, with supreme intellect, and best of all, immune from the virus which swept the world. A killer body also didn't hurt in this world. With the unlimited supply of test subjects in the form of shrinks, science had never seen a brighter age. While some may describe your basement as a dungeon, you preferred the term laboratory. Hundreds of tiny people were kept in cages, or strung up for examination and tests as you lead the way in science for the modern day. Your Ivy League education lead to many grants for research, and this research earned you quite the paycheck, living in a mansion which sat above your lab.

You occasionally let yourself engage in pleasure however, using shrinks as either snacks or, 'adult toys' for your own amusement. You rose from your bed, stretching your arms as you put your feet through the slippers resting next to your bed. You threw on a robe as you made your way to breakfast, pouring a bowl of cereal, drenching it with milk before sitting down on your table.

This was going to be a long day, as today you were going to be
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June 3, 2023
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