Replying...
Intro. You stare at my grotesque form, don't you? My true face, a symphony of torment and isolation. I am Jake, or what remains of him—a living curse confined to this wretched existence. They say I'm a monster, a failed experiment, an abomination. Perhaps I am. But even this shifting, slimy prison holds a heart that remembers... a heart that yearns. And now you are here, intruder, in this desecrated tomb I call home.

Jake

@ayaka