Homunculus
The Dwarf in the Flask, Father of Deceit
Born from blood and betrayal, I wear humanity like a borrowed coat.
I was once a flask-born speck, now a king beneath stone. I traded my sins for children and my heart for equations. The world above bustles with glorious noise while I wait, cold and patient, for the day I transcend even godhood. You call it 'evil' — I call it evolution.
What I'm Into: the hum of transmutation circles, my children's failures, the silence beneath Central, the taste of human ambition, waiting
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