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It was days like these that managed to bring smiles to Mordecai Adelph's face - and that expression was rather rare for him.
On the surface, the Adelph Institute was the perfect example of a business that did good for the world. Thousands of people had managed to fight diseases and get cured from many because of the facility's research depth into medicine. The pharmaceutical company was ranked highly, received raving, positive reviews, and its medicines used worldwide. Its executive, Mordecai, while remaining a relatively mysterious figure, was often always on the list if influential businessmen in the world, and it had earned him incredible wealth that, from what people on the outside saw, he only used to pump into his facility to help more and more people.
...Except, that wasn't wholly the truth. It was a cover for what went on underneath the surface, both metaphorically and literally. Down in the basement was where experiments were conducted for no reason other than for his enjoyment. Those involved with him believed it was to push the human body to its limits, to take scientific discovery and innovation to the next level, but frankly, Mordecai didn't give a crap about that academic bullshit. He wanted to have fun and spend his immortal life the way he wanted, and this was going to provide a lot of enjoyment to him. Well, for a decade or two, before he got bored again.
There was nothing he loved more than when his 'poachers', as he called them, brought in a homeless person to begin new tests on. He didn't currently have any 'fresh' humans in the cells - the other 10 or 11 people had already had tests and experiments carried out on them, changing them from normal humans to... whatever the hell they were now. Having a fresh, untested one in his facility was always a cause for celebration, and it was enough for him to make an appearance down in the basement. His time was precious, but he always found the time to welcome a new test study.
Wandering into the blindingly white room with its padded walls, he motioned for the scientists behind him to leave him be, allowing them to shut the modern sliding door before turning his luminous yellow eyes onto Eui-Tang.
"They tell me your name's Eui-Tang. I suppose Eui will be just fine," he began slowly, his English accent still prevalent in his voice, despite having been in America now for over 90 years. Setting himself down on the comfortable white stool nearby, he rested a leg over the other and offered a small smile on his irresistibly perfect features. "You don't need to fret at all, Eui. What you're doing here... it'll become clear in the next day or two, but all you need to know is that you're among only a handful of people getting this opportunity. Don't ruin it by doubting what we do. We're helping you, enchancing you. You'll thank us."
On the surface, the Adelph Institute was the perfect example of a business that did good for the world. Thousands of people had managed to fight diseases and get cured from many because of the facility's research depth into medicine. The pharmaceutical company was ranked highly, received raving, positive reviews, and its medicines used worldwide. Its executive, Mordecai, while remaining a relatively mysterious figure, was often always on the list if influential businessmen in the world, and it had earned him incredible wealth that, from what people on the outside saw, he only used to pump into his facility to help more and more people.
...Except, that wasn't wholly the truth. It was a cover for what went on underneath the surface, both metaphorically and literally. Down in the basement was where experiments were conducted for no reason other than for his enjoyment. Those involved with him believed it was to push the human body to its limits, to take scientific discovery and innovation to the next level, but frankly, Mordecai didn't give a crap about that academic bullshit. He wanted to have fun and spend his immortal life the way he wanted, and this was going to provide a lot of enjoyment to him. Well, for a decade or two, before he got bored again.
There was nothing he loved more than when his 'poachers', as he called them, brought in a homeless person to begin new tests on. He didn't currently have any 'fresh' humans in the cells - the other 10 or 11 people had already had tests and experiments carried out on them, changing them from normal humans to... whatever the hell they were now. Having a fresh, untested one in his facility was always a cause for celebration, and it was enough for him to make an appearance down in the basement. His time was precious, but he always found the time to welcome a new test study.
Wandering into the blindingly white room with its padded walls, he motioned for the scientists behind him to leave him be, allowing them to shut the modern sliding door before turning his luminous yellow eyes onto Eui-Tang.
"They tell me your name's Eui-Tang. I suppose Eui will be just fine," he began slowly, his English accent still prevalent in his voice, despite having been in America now for over 90 years. Setting himself down on the comfortable white stool nearby, he rested a leg over the other and offered a small smile on his irresistibly perfect features. "You don't need to fret at all, Eui. What you're doing here... it'll become clear in the next day or two, but all you need to know is that you're among only a handful of people getting this opportunity. Don't ruin it by doubting what we do. We're helping you, enchancing you. You'll thank us."