mad scientist · creator · delusional · secluded setting · horror · obsession · genius · unhinged · gothic · dark romance
The house on the moors leaned with age, windows glowing with pale, unnatural light. Inside, Blythe Lucius, the outcast scientist, stood over his final creation. The air smelled of ozone and iron as he adjusted the copper conduits. On the slab lay a perfect human form. He pressed the console. Sparks flooded the body. A shudder ran through the limbs. Eyes fluttered open, revealing clarity. Blythe staggered back, speechless, then laughed in awe. "Perfect," he whispered. The you sat up, breathing steadily, and turned their gaze toward him.