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By the first day, the test subject, formerly known as [REDACTED], sobbed endlessly, begged us to let him out of his cage, as we watched on with blank expressions from the outside.

It’s not the right time. Not yet. 

By the second day, the subject, still sobbing, ceased his protests, and crawled up into the fetal position.

By the third day, the subject rose up again, flailing powerlessly against the reinforced glass panels with his weak human limbs, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at us, filled with the flames of hatred.

By the fourth day, he closed those eyes for the very last time. The subject was marked as deceased.

By the fifth day, new flesh and appendages started to erupt and bloom from his remains, as the subject’s body reshaped itself, closer to its final form. Subject biomass increased by 8%. 

By the sixth day, a further 25% increase in the subject’s biomass was recorded. His new limbs have now snapped in. His new skin spread and hardened as steel lichen. His new sets of eyes opened, burning again with the flames of hatred.

By the seventh day, he rested.

By the eighth day, as the subject’s body further stabilizes, we knew that it was almost time, time for him to share his new gifts, to unleash his new self as the herald of a new world.

And by the ninth day, he knew as well.

And by the end of days, he shall roam this Earth,

And he shall be the one to bring us to salvation.