Malek

Explore weaknesses, transform them, create something new…

Malek had a long, long time to think about what his goal would be once he was free on Morkh. Frontline fighting wasn’t for him, it caused too many casualties. He needed bodies alive, functional. Not chopped up and dismembered. He would take care of that later, amidst the excruciating suffering of his experiments, of course, but it was useful suffering at least. Progress always is.

Being underestimated amused him and gave him the peace he needed to conduct his experiments. But peace, in any incarnation, was no longer welcome in this world and soon someone began to smell a rat.

“Why don’t you explain to me how this… thing works?”