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A life truly worth living for is a life worth dying for.
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A chilly mountain evening found Kum0 deep within The Facility's labs. The night air, quiet yet tangibly heavy with expectancy. Sat across a workbench, the mod soul was just finishing scribbling on a large A3 blueprint paper, leaning back to admire his handiwork the mod soul double checked his mathematics and specifications before rising. Rolling up the paper and holding it with a rubber band the mod soul filtered across the large halls of the R & D section of The Facility, blending in and out of the sea of whitecoats that scurried about their business.
Approaching a door with a VESSEL GENERATION sign embalmed across the front the mod soul placed his palm on a nearby panel, the panel glowed red then green and the door would slide open as Kum0 stepped inside. This room, for the most part, was empty for only the most adept of the facility's scientists worked here. Multiple coffin like pods filled with blue liquid sat evenly spaced from each other. Some containing lifeless bodies of different varieties, from animals, to monsters, to humanoid creatures and everything inbetween, others sat vacant.
These vacant pods the mod soul would approach, a whitecoat bumping into him as he scurried towards another pod containing what seemed to be a cyborg.
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Find one secluded against a corner the mod soul unravelled his blueprint. Sliding the paper into a slot installed adjacent to the pod. The pod whirred for a second before an approving ping reverberated across the room. Placing his hand on an adjacent panel, his hand would sink into the soft malleable metal as a large needle punctured the middle of of his palm, red, blood like fluid would stain the sea of blue fluid in the pod for a moment before the needle would retract.
Pulling up a chair, the mod soul sat down to wait.
72 hours later. . .
He awoke, his body leaning forward in the chair he was sitting in as he turned his gaze upon the pod. Within its blue liquid sat a humanoid figure, faceless like a mannequin, yet bearing an identical muscular structure to Kum0. A satisfied smile lined the mod soul's lips as he placed his hand on the panel once more, which glowed red and then green upon which the blue fluid began to drain from the pod. Its rather large, coffin like door opening with a soft hiss as it exhaled a soft white gas.
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Gently pulling the body out of its pod, Kum0 would wrap delicately in bandaging cloth before stringing it over his shoulder and exiting the chamber, once again the mod soul had to filter through the hustle and bustle of white coats, his job made somewhat easier by the body he now carried over his shoulder.
Back in his private quarters, the mod soul set the body on his workbench. Strapping on some gloves and a monocle on either eye, adjusting the zoom on either to check they were working straight, the mod soul unwrapped the body and examined it quietly. Pulling up a chair , the mod soul sat down and held out his right arm. A scalpel, attached to a large robotic limb emerged from a nearby wall and snaked into the mod soul's fingers, adjusting his monocle slightly the mod soul got to work making gentle incisions across the vessels arms and legs, to these he would attach bone like armor.
Repeating the same process with the thighs and working his way up to the ribs and across the arms.
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Upon reaching the shoulders the mod soul would sew on two tentacle like appendages to either shoulder, a further two appendages would be attached to a visor and fashioned into a helmet which he would then attach to the head. Reaching out with a right hand, a spray can attached to another robotic limb would emerge from an opposite wall, with it in his hand the mod soul would begain to paint his vessel, spraying the muscles red and the bone armor white, before reaching the face the mod soul once again took the scalpel and, charging it with reishi, went about chiseling the face into a more skull like appearance. before reattaching its helmet visor.
Once he finished adding the finishing touches, skull shaped kneecaps and light blue markings he stepped back to admire his work.
Necrobein . . ., he said with a soft smile, his creation appeared more hollow like as it should for the hollow had made him promise to crush all that stood in his path, what better way to do so than in the body of the devourer himself. . . .well what Kum0 thought he looked like in life anyway.
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Not finished just yet the mod soul began to precisely separate the limbs into arms, torso, head and legs. To each arms he added rotating segments at the elbow and shoulder respectively, bending them at angles arms normally wouldn't be able to bend to make sure they were working as well as rotating them continually to make sure nothing would jam or hinder motion. Once satisfied with the arms he did the same for the legs, at the hip and knee respectively, at the torso around where the pelvis would have been and under the neck where it met the shoulders and where it connected to the head.
Turning his attention to the limbs, specifically the arms and legs, these he would carefully cut open again with his scalpel before gently sowing in what seemed to be elastic strings around the bones, charging them with his reiatsu caused the strings to meld with the bone and into the muscle, giving them a slightly elastic, rubbery appearance. To test them he would pull at each limb, stretching it out to its full 30m before allowing it to retract, he repeat this process a further 3 times to make sure the elasticity did not break.
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Before sealing them up Kum0 would inject a dark red liquid into the every muscle of every limb, the liquid sinking into the muscle and giving it a smooth, supple appearance. After which he would carefully attach each limb back onto the torso,as a precaution Kum0 continued to rotate each limb in a 360 degree motion to maintain movement and expose any hitches, satisfied that there were none once again set the body in front of himself.
With the scalpel he began to cut small passgeways along the arms and fingers as well as down the legs and along the toes, this he filled with reishi sensitive robotic limbs, thin enough to slip in unnoticed, before stitching them back up. Removing an arm from the body the mod soul set it on the floor some 20m away from him, holding out the same arm from his vessel the mod soul flexed his fingers, a pleased smile touching his lips when the dismembered arm did the same, directing his reishi towards its socket his smile only widened when the limb shook and flew back into the shoulder socket of the torso which it had been pulled from.
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Now satisfied by his handiwork the mod soul began to put the vessel through a manner of tests, bending the body in awkward positions to test its flexibility, upon the first test the body's spine snapped. Cursing himself for having forgotten the spine the mod soul fashioned a new one, attaching the flexible fibres to it before rejoining it to the body. The second test proved to be much better with the body being able to bend, twist and turn in almost any position, where it could not the body would simply rotate the limbs accordingly to accommodate.
Holding out his arm, the mod soul would channel his reishi into the same limb on the body, causing it to extend out and back, he repeated this a couple more times, stretching each limb out to its full 30m length and then back again. Fire the last test he removed all the limbs and set them out on the floor, channeling his reiatsu through them he attempted to fire his Thunderclap technique through them and was pleased to see only black electricity erupt from the limbs. Satisfied he re attached them and stepped back to admire his creation.
From its pedestal, Necrobein looked every inch as fearsome as his creator intended, with the relevant features added; Extendo Limb, Flexibility, Barbie Man and Puppet strings it would be a vessel worthy of the devourer himself.
One last thing, the mod soul mumbled stepping forward, slicing open the chest he inserted a pill version of his current gigai, welding together with the section that would countain his own soul pill, that would allow for transformation between either vessel. Sealing it shut the mod soul patted his new vessel proudly before turning towards his bed.
Tomorrow, we test you out, he said dimming the lights and allowing darkness the engulf the two of them.
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