Growing up in Geneva as a little boy, I had always kept up with my studies and craved more and more knowledge. My favortie scientists to read up on were Cernelius Agrippa, Paracelsus, and Albertus Magnus. However, my father, Alphonse, never believed in these intelligent men and would tell me that they were not worth my time studying. Later in my life, I learned at the University of Ingolstadt much more about modern science and what it is really about. After then, I had this extreme thirst that needed to be quenched by delving into forbidden knowledge. This is when I began to expirement with animation of inanimate objects.

After numberous attempts, I had finally created a creature with the key element of electricity. My creature came to life, and at first I didn't know how to react. In the end, I was terrified of what I had done, and what was to come of this monstrosity and ran away and hid. In the wake of my absence, my creation had killed some of my closest family members and friends, in which I still feel responsible for. He killed my little brother, which makes me feel as if I had killed him with my own hands. Justine was blamed for the murder, which had her executed because she could not convince the judge that she was not the murderer. I was too much of a coward to come out and say that I was responsible for the murders, and now it's too late. There are more deaths and there is nothing I can do now.

When my creature became animated, I felt as if I was god. I had god-like powers that could create life, or even destroy it. I ended up chasing my creature up to the North Pole, where my friend and I were asked by the creature to create him a companion. He felt that it was necessary that I create him one because it was not fair that he should suffer from being lonley, which I agreed on, it wasn't fair. But then my friend died, and so did I.

The end.

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