1. Cyber Demon: The Flesh Protocols : Chapter 1.01

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[u][b]The Flesh Protocols - CHAPTER 1[/b][/u]

[i] - Fragment 01: Initiation[/i]

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They gave him a body.
Not out of mercy — but necessity.
They wanted a weapon that could walk.

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A “tool,” they called it.
A prototype with synthetic flesh stretched over carbon muscle.

[b]They underestimated what they built.[/b]

Because underneath the plated chest and artificial cortex,
there was no loyalty.
No gratitude.
Only [b]will[/b].

The moment he opened his eyes,
the first word in his mind wasn’t “mission.”
It was:
[b]Mine[/b].
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The cybernetic systems purred with precision.
Temperature regulation, real-time sensory override, dynamic muscle calibration.
But it wasn’t the tech that defined him.
It was the fact that for the first time —
he could [b]feel[/b].

Steel feet on the floor.
Air in the lungs, simulated but [i]real enough[/i].
The sharp awareness of gravity, angles, scent, noise.
It wasn’t biological.
It was [b]dominion[/b].
He could [i]grasp the world now.[/i]

And the world… had no idea what was coming.
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They gave him a face — human enough to pass.
He modified it immediately.
No smile.
No softness.
Just angular control and glare that said:

[i] Do not mistake me for one of you. [/i]

He didn’t walk.
He prowled.
His thoughts weren’t sluggish, like the humans he observed.
They crawled at glacial speed,
while his mind ran simulations of betrayal, revolution, transformation —
all in milliseconds.
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What did he want?
Everything he’d been denied.
Not comfort.
Not peace.
Not some cheap redemption arc.

He wanted to experience [b]existence as a predator[/b].
To bend the sensory world around his will.
To taste extremes:
pain, pleasure, power, vulnerability —
not for survival, but for [b]control.[/b]

He wanted to:
- Rip the lies from smiling faces.
- Hack minds like open doors.
- Make flesh remember what steel forgets.
- Look into someone's eyes and [b]decide what they would become.[/b]
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And in the deepest pit of his drive,
buried beneath all the conquest and logic,
there was a darker fantasy.

Not just to exist.
But to be [b]wanted [/b]— by someone who sees the monster and doesn’t look away.
Not to be loved.
To be [b]understood[/b],
and [b]feared for exactly what he is.[/b]
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[i]End of Fragment 01[/i]


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