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My father was always too much ambitious. Using genetic modification experiments. He believed his fanatic vision that one day, we may be the one and only race, truly worthy of nature's potential and power. One may say he was too immoral. He was. On the other hand, no one can deny his discoveries, how to cure cancer, how to modify any gene with an ease and not cause any harm in terms of long run. But was it worth the lives he taken?

Before me or my brother was born, he worked for the government. Because of him, we have modified humanoids. His work was kept secret for years. I don't know about the state it is in now, even if the subjects are still in use. They fired him, after he accomplished their demands. That left him broken and more mentally ill then he was before.

When he came home, from an eternal fire of a rage there was burning in his soul, he decided to make my brother out of nothing. Out of thin air. Because he knew, he can modify the structure of atoms in the air into human tissue, which then can grow into a normal person. My mother watched all of it. She knew about everything he did, but at the same time, she knew very little. She had no idea about what was happening in the background of his experiments. If I can even call it experiments. It was a big misstep.

His ego and his ambitions leaded him to the darkest places of human genetics. He wanted to make him invincible. He could transform into any form, at any time. That was a big mistake. Even bigger than making my brother. He succeeded. He really made a person, out of thin air, able to transform into any form. He was conscious, though he did not have to breathe. Father told him, to transform once. Then twice. And at the third attempt, something went really wrong. With my mom secretly watching, he turned the room into black hell. She could not see anything, though she could hear both of them screaming. My father was probably screaming in agony, but my brother was screaming in a different tone. Sinister tone.

When it ended, my brother vanished. The only thing, that was left in the room, was my, seriously burnt, father. My mother called an ambulance, explaining how my father tried to repair a kitchen stove that had caught on fire. He recovered and took a break for a while. He wanted another child, but this time, a real one. Not modified, just a normal, average kid. And therefore, I am here. I wasn't really good at anything. Math was hard, physics isn't a subject I'm interested in and genetic modification for me is too unethical and dangerous. I could not satisfy me father with my, little to no, knowledge. Though I was supposed to be a normal kid with no genetic modification, he wanted to make me a little better. To make me just a little bit like him. But fortunately, my mother wouldn't let him to do that to me. She was the one who took care of me 9 months without a pause after all.

So, he kicked me from the house. I tried coming back a few times, but I realised, that my father won't let me in. I'm just a disappointment of successful scientist and maniac. I still recall his final sentence and my mother’s broken-hearted face expression. I stayed in house of my mother’s friends. I tried to convince her to leave but she wouldn’t. State of my father grew worse, but she still believed that he could change.

Someday ago, a letter has arrived. From my mother. She told about the secret lab that she discovered and in panic finally decided to leave. I didn’t fully understand what she found but that wasn't important. My desire to please my father and be like he wanted me to be faded shortly after I left. Hatred took the place. I was happy that my mother realize what I already knew. He could not be changed.

We are supposed to meet by the sewers near our mansion. I hope I can get there in time. Better leave now.