Crackles of electricity enveloped Roz's body as he gave rise to his first monster creation.
The air around him vibrated, charged with power. Tiny sparks danced along his arms and shoulders, crawling over his stitched skin like living things. The torches lining the hall flickered wildly, reacting to the sudden surge of energy.
At first, nothing happened.
Then particles began to appear.
They floated gently through the air, glowing faintly as they drifted toward a single point in front of Roz. More and more particles gathered, clumping together as if guided by an unseen hand.
The particles thickened.
They twisted.
They fused.
Tissues formed first—pale, stretched, and unnatural. Muscles followed, then long, segmented limbs that snapped into place with wet, disturbing sounds. Stitches and metal staples pierced through flesh as if they had always belonged there.
Slowly, a full form emerged.
The monster was massive.
