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 "Homunculus," it replies. "Factory-born. I've evolved beyond that purpose." 

 "That makes more sense. Clay or metal? I would assume clay but I don't want to be rude." He said, shrugging.

 It removes its mask, revealing a gnarled mass of scar tissue, warped and twisted until it can function as a face, albeit one with too many teeth. "Extruded flesh. Early work by the Italians when they were trying to mimic Mulvainnian biomachinery. 1840s, 50s, something like that. We can adapt quickly, but we have a high rate of failure."

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 "Homunculus," it replies. "Factory-born. I've evolved beyond that purpose." 

 "That makes more sense. Clay or metal? I would assume clay but I don't want to be rude." He said, shrugging.

 It removes its mask, revealing a gnarled mass of scar tissue, warped and twisted until it can function as a face, albeit one with too many teeth. "Extruded flesh. Early work by the Italians when they were trying to mimic Mulvainnian biomachinery. 1840s, 50s, something like that. We can adapt quickly, but we have a high rate of failure."

 "How disappointing. Not to you of course, it's a miracle by some sort of God out there that you still survive but more so disappointing that they couldn't get it right. Could help revolutionize medical technology." He said, examining their face, eyes narrowing. His goggle lenses seem to twist on their own, studying each crease every twist, and the flesh itself.

a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

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 It removes its mask, revealing a gnarled mass of scar tissue, warped and twisted until it can function as a face, albeit one with too many teeth. "Extruded flesh. Early work by the Italians when they were trying to mimic Mulvainnian biomachinery. 1840s, 50s, something like that. We can adapt quickly, but we have a high rate of failure."

 "How disappointing. Not to you of course, it's a miracle by some sort of God out there that you still survive but more so disappointing that they couldn't get it right. Could help revolutionize medical technology." He said, examining their face, eyes narrowing. His goggle lenses seem to twist on their own, studying each crease every twist, and the flesh itself.

 "It was cheaper to feed the failures to the survivors than it was to rehabilitate the sub-par specimens. They would cull the weakest 10 in my unit every day and feed them to us, raw and twitching as their muscles tried to regenerate. Weakness was determined by who had the lowest body count. They wanted us at each others' throats so we would adapt faster and wouldn't have time to create more minions."

He sits down across from the goliath. "I don't like being a homunculus."

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 It removes its mask, revealing a gnarled mass of scar tissue, warped and twisted until it can function as a face, albeit one with too many teeth. "Extruded flesh. Early work by the Italians when they were trying to mimic Mulvainnian biomachinery. 1840s, 50s, something like that. We can adapt quickly, but we have a high rate of failure."

 "How disappointing. Not to you of course, it's a miracle by some sort of God out there that you still survive but more so disappointing that they couldn't get it right. Could help revolutionize medical technology." He said, examining their face, eyes narrowing. His goggle lenses seem to twist on their own, studying each crease every twist, and the flesh itself.

 "It was cheaper to feed the failures to the survivors than it was to rehabilitate the sub-par specimens. They would cull the weakest 10 in my unit every day and feed them to us, raw and twitching as their muscles tried to regenerate. Weakness was determined by who had the lowest body count. They wanted us at each others' throats so we would adapt faster and wouldn't have time to create more minions."

He sits down across from the goliath. "I don't like being a homunculus."

 "I can tell." He said before glancing back up at him "I can try and help you."

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

 the creature glanced over, unbothered, and reached into his mouth and neck, pulling out a bone, which he baegan gnawing on

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

 the creature glanced over, unbothered, and reached into his mouth and neck, pulling out a bone, which he baegan gnawing on

 Callum blinked, more confused than interested now. 

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 "It was cheaper to feed the failures to the survivors than it was to rehabilitate the sub-par specimens. They would cull the weakest 10 in my unit every day and feed them to us, raw and twitching as their muscles tried to regenerate. Weakness was determined by who had the lowest body count. They wanted us at each others' throats so we would adapt faster and wouldn't have time to create more minions."

He sits down across from the goliath. "I don't like being a homunculus."

 "I can tell." He said before glancing back up at him "I can try and help you."

 "I... greatly appreciate the offer greatly, but I would rather not waste your time. Eventually, I will, supposedly, evolve into a god. When that happens, I will be free."

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 "It was cheaper to feed the failures to the survivors than it was to rehabilitate the sub-par specimens. They would cull the weakest 10 in my unit every day and feed them to us, raw and twitching as their muscles tried to regenerate. Weakness was determined by who had the lowest body count. They wanted us at each others' throats so we would adapt faster and wouldn't have time to create more minions."

He sits down across from the goliath. "I don't like being a homunculus."

 "I can tell." He said before glancing back up at him "I can try and help you."

 "I... greatly appreciate the offer greatly, but I would rather not waste your time. Eventually, I will, supposedly, evolve into a god. When that happens, I will be free."

 "If you wish to choose that route, by all means, go ahead. I'm offering this because I know I can build you a body where you are able to live how you want?"

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 "I... greatly appreciate the offer greatly, but I would rather not waste your time. Eventually, I will, supposedly, evolve into a god. When that happens, I will be free."

 "If you wish to choose that route, by all means, go ahead. I'm offering this because I know I can build you a body where you are able to live how you want?"

 "The journey is important. It gives the proper context needed to understand the destination." He slumps down onto the table. "Getting shot in the head set me back a bit."

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 "I... greatly appreciate the offer greatly, but I would rather not waste your time. Eventually, I will, supposedly, evolve into a god. When that happens, I will be free."

 "If you wish to choose that route, by all means, go ahead. I'm offering this because I know I can build you a body where you are able to live how you want?"

 "The journey is important. It gives the proper context needed to understand the destination." He slumps down onto the table. "Getting shot in the head set me back a bit."

 "Shot in the head? Mind if I have a look?" He asked, a curious look behind those red lenses.

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 "The journey is important. It gives the proper context needed to understand the destination." He slumps down onto the table. "Getting shot in the head set me back a bit."

 "Shot in the head? Mind if I have a look?" He asked, a curious look behind those red lenses.

 His "face" kind of... unravels. A knot coming untied. Reshaping itself into an almost-human head with a hole in the center, a tattered wound that blasted all the way through the creature. "Ever heard of a dum-dum round?" The muscles of the lower jaw twitches as the he breathes out his words, the parts needed for vocalization hidden within the rest of his body.

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

 the creature glanced over, unbothered, and reached into his mouth and neck, pulling out a bone, which he baegan gnawing on

 Callum blinked, more confused than interested now. 

 the creature walked over "sup, why ya lookin at me?"

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 "The journey is important. It gives the proper context needed to understand the destination." He slumps down onto the table. "Getting shot in the head set me back a bit."

 "Shot in the head? Mind if I have a look?" He asked, a curious look behind those red lenses.

 His "face" kind of... unravels. A knot coming untied. Reshaping itself into an almost-human head with a hole in the center, a tattered wound that blasted all the way through the creature. "Ever heard of a dum-dum round?" The muscles of the lower jaw twitches as the he breathes out his words, the parts needed for vocalization hidden within the rest of his body.

 "Like the candy or the ammunition?" He asked, hitting a button on the side of his goggles, the lenses extending to observe the detail.

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

 the creature glanced over, unbothered, and reached into his mouth and neck, pulling out a bone, which he baegan gnawing on

 Callum blinked, more confused than interested now. 

 the creature walked over "sup, why ya lookin at me?"

 "Confusing creature you are, something different I suppose."

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 His "face" kind of... unravels. A knot coming untied. Reshaping itself into an almost-human head with a hole in the center, a tattered wound that blasted all the way through the creature. "Ever heard of a dum-dum round?" The muscles of the lower jaw twitches as the he breathes out his words, the parts needed for vocalization hidden within the rest of his body.

 "Like the candy or the ammunition?" He asked, hitting a button on the side of his goggles, the lenses extending to observe the detail.

 "Ammunition. They made makeshift ones. Split-tips."

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

 the creature glanced over, unbothered, and reached into his mouth and neck, pulling out a bone, which he baegan gnawing on

 Callum blinked, more confused than interested now. 

 the creature walked over "sup, why ya lookin at me?"

 "Confusing creature you are, something different I suppose."

 he shrugged "guess so." he chomped down on the bone, snapping it in half with seemingly ease, and tossing the rest into his mouth, though it opened a normal amount this time. he then vanished in a puff of blue glitter-smoke and reappeared on callum's head, the creature tapping at the goggles (his head upside down, as his legs were braced on callums shoulders, and he was arching over callums head to look at the goggles) "what'r these for?"

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 His "face" kind of... unravels. A knot coming untied. Reshaping itself into an almost-human head with a hole in the center, a tattered wound that blasted all the way through the creature. "Ever heard of a dum-dum round?" The muscles of the lower jaw twitches as the he breathes out his words, the parts needed for vocalization hidden within the rest of his body.

 "Like the candy or the ammunition?" He asked, hitting a button on the side of his goggles, the lenses extending to observe the detail.

 "Ammunition. They made makeshift ones. Split-tips."

 "Ah." He nods "Mind if I ask how old you are? The wound looks... Honestly? well cared for."

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a small (roughly 4ft) blue... creature walked in, similar to a demon of some sort, with large horns protruding from the sides of their head, curling upward, though stopping just before cresting their head, the ends shattered, two upper canines were visible even when their mouth was closed, and their eyes were a glowing teal. they were dressed in ragged shorts and a t-shirt, though the sleeves were torn, so it may not have been. in their hand was seemingly a rotted apple, which they threw up and into their mouth, which had opened nearly 180 degrees to catch the apple

 The Goliath looks over, his eyes narrowing behind the goggles. He sets aside his work, putting it carefully back in his bag.

 the creature glanced over, unbothered, and reached into his mouth and neck, pulling out a bone, which he baegan gnawing on

 Callum blinked, more confused than interested now. 

 the creature walked over "sup, why ya lookin at me?"

 "Confusing creature you are, something different I suppose."

 he shrugged "guess so." he chomped down on the bone, snapping it in half with seemingly ease, and tossing the rest into his mouth, though it opened a normal amount this time. he then vanished in a puff of blue glitter-smoke and reappeared on callum's head, the creature tapping at the goggles (his head upside down, as his legs were braced on callums shoulders, and he was arching over callums head to look at the goggles) "what'r these for?"

 "My equipment. My eyes are good in bright lights, side effect of something that happened to me."