Seulgi growled under her breath as she licked the remnants of blood from her fingertips and under her nails, tasting nothing but same old and lackluster diseases. Why must everything around her be so dull, and so empty of disease and suffering?

Yes, pray tell, why is it that even at a place with so many mutants with quaint little powers, normality and routine still triumphed, its monotonous tendrils reaching its cold, colorless fingers into Seulgi’s mind?

Ah yes, to Seulgi, the mutants from the Foundation was a much of a mystery as they came. They, out of all people, choose to line up like little toy figurines, eagerly imprisoning and chain themselves to a place they laughingly called ‘home’. Like little naïve soldiers waiting for death and the ‘greater good’, they willingly walk into their own shackles, nail down their own restrictions – and for what? To protect the rest of mankind, those dull unappreciative human filth?

(How foolish.)

Seulgi didn’t understand. All of those little mutants were gifted with such destructive and fun abilities, and yet they chose to seclude themselves, instead of pillaging and plundering like they should be. Ah~ where was the fun in that?

Seriously, didn’t anyone know how to have fun these days?

And so Seulgi chose to boldly reach out to carve out her rightful place within the torpid dullness, her diseased claw aching to sink into her scrambling human prey – oh yes, Seulgi will make her own entertainment, play the God of her own world because she wasn’t cowardly –

So don’t you worry, little humans~ Seugi cooed. Your time in agonizing purgatory has ended, and your descent into hell awaits you.

And If you won’t die on your own, well. Seulgi’s here with a special epidemic for you.

And with that, Seulgi laughed chillingly before raising a hand to wave a cheerful goodbye to the street full of humans below.

Come now. Seulgi grinned, her arms spread as she started her best act yet. Let’s close the chapter to dullness, and drink to glorious disease.