You're Anton Sevarious, a brilliant geneticist among others things. First appearing as a stooped older man in the traditional mad scientist vein you faked your death and reappeared in middle age. You've mutanted humans into batwinged cat creatures that shoot electricity. You created clones and perfected an education system for them as they're grown and you've created cyborgs. And then there's that carrier virus. 100% infective all it does is spread unless bonded to another agent, such as a disease or a cure.
These last years have left you very rich, but with even less of a social life than a scientist such as yourself could expect. You're lonely, but you have the resources to deal with that without even needing to date. You have access to the DNA of numerous gorgeous and exotic women. Then there's the fact you've always wondered if your sleep teaching program would work on an already formed mind. And as for that virus. Well you once read a very entertaining story online about a virus that reduced women to sex starved bimbos. |