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I am Toshiro Sato a regeneration scientist from Japan working in the USA when the Mutagen hit. For months the survivors held firm at the Lab and a few of us had changes to our bodies. I noticed things slowly leavig my body, the sense of taste, touch, staying up later not needing sleep. I did not let anyone know these things were happening to me. One day a militia came to our lab and bombared it for our resources. I was working, checked the window and a bomb hit, my face took most of the blast I blacked out and slowly drowned in my own bile or blood. That was the last time I had any of my human senses. I woke in darkness restrained in a coocon what was a body bag. I screamed and kicked until I was unzipped from what was the body bag. The survivors of the lab looked at me in horror and I asked why? A fellow scientist said your face has been blown off, how are you alive? I looked in the mirror and saw the horror of what once was my face. I bandaged my face to not horrify my fellow colleages. I stay in sollitude and continued on my regeneration studies and made interesting progress but not on myself. I found a way to regenerate some mutants and the more mindless they were the more control I had on them. Many of the lab surviors contested what I was doing and left. Only a few stayed with me. I think back to when I was a child in Japan and the stories my grandfather told me of the Gaki(suffering spirits which live in horrible torment). I have become the tale of my grandfather's stories and I have found my new purpose. I will seek my revenge on this world for creating this, for creating me... Gaki "The Grim"