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Evidence # 25-790 Ziggurate Escape,
Prisoner 96
Super Powered Subject- Responsible Hero, Sister Psyche
Journal found the day after his Escape, Pages are stained with blood, arcane symbols are written upon the borders.
The fools…. The world is nothing but a collection of stupid and ignorant fools. These so called Heroes and Villains, are among the most foolish people I have ever come to know. My Name is Mysterak, I am an Elf. In this world elves are said to be nice, peace loving and mystical. Ohhh the fools…. The elves world has its share of criminals, fools, and idiots, only a select few have come to the realization, that, these ignorant fools must be taught the proper ways of the world. I was once an elfish professor, my main study was that in Biological Mutations, during my studies I came to this world, this strange and young world covered with innocence. Among my travels I saw beings, beings of strange powers, strange gifts, they reminded me of the powers some of the elfish kind were born with, I was one of the few that was not born with these gifts. My job here was to study the Tsoo and Circle of Thorns, who had managed to transplant and integrate biological mutagens and strains of demonic DNA to achieve the same goals I myself was trying to achieve, now I may not have been born with a gift, but my prowess and affinity for martial arts allowed me to easily overcome the meager defense in a Circle of Thorns library. It was there I found an ancient tome, a tome written on some sort of demonic tree known as the Thorn Tree, now you see I was very interested in this. Using my own means I managed to take observations and samples of the Tree itself. I found that the trees genetic strain could be interjected into a body to produce…certain…effects. I personally, unknown to the elfish world, injected myself with a carefully measured strain of the Thorn Trees genetic material, the effects were instantaneous. The knowledge from multiple universes were suddenly opened to me. As I explored these new powers, I stumbled upon something, an arcane symbol, the Sigil, an arcane symbol when u darkly used to tap directly into what is know to the peoples of the Universe as the Well of the Dark, Well of Midnights, a counter to all life, or as it seems to be known on this planet, hell itself. Although, as almost to counter itself, the Sigil turned upside down, allowed one to tap into the power known to many as Heavens Gift, The Well of Furies, The River of the Immortals, The pure essence of life. I saw the danger this posed to the universes, I used a seal to seal this knowledge within be, lately… This seal has weakened. I had made a mistake. When performing the ritual to bind this symbol to myself, I put it on right side up. The power of the Dark has slowly been feeding into me, I feel its pulse pounding fury, the evil welling up inside me. Although right side up, I can also feel the light, the good, the feeling of righteousness coming from this accursed symbol as well. I…I went insane… I injected myself with more of the Thorn Trees DNA, I found, slowly and subtly, that I.. was beginning to heal wounds faster, at first, it wasn’t obvious. Then later as I worked with a knife, I sliced my knuckle open, within seconds, it was healed never the less I was amazed, I found, through more experimentation that my DNA composition had been converted almost entirely to that of a plant, although it was still of an Elf. Later that day, I was attacked, I fought back, with a vengeance. I felt the bloodlust, I killed, and I enjoyed it. They were fools, the Elves had found out that I was becoming more and more unstable and they sensed that there was a magical aura to me. They were baffled, I emitted both an angelic and demonic aura. When they did try to capture me I found that when I fought, slowly my arms, legs, whole body grew poisonous, toxic barbs, spines one might say, and I heard it, a voice, “You are my vassal I will not allow you to die”, needless to say, I shredded those fools and retreated to this dimension, through the journey I observed that the most inconspicuous place to appear would be in the Rogue Islands. Using my senses, granted to me by the unknown entity, I knew that Lord Recluse, Leader of Arachnos, would be making a jail break, I used my powers to appear in Paragon City, Home of these so called Heroes, although I allowed myself to be subdued. Before I was sent away, I saw what appeared to be a powerful psychic, she asked me “What are you, Little One?” I simply replied with a smirk “ I am your destruction”. Every psychic in Paragon sensed my presence, I am currently classified as a high threat, as my powers are expanding by the minute, soon, soon my precious. I am waiting in what they call the Zig for tomorrow. For tomorrow, I take life by the horns and write my own history. I will seek out the entity that resides within me…
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