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[1ofthehorsemen]

A tall, handsome man enters the Nexus. He has blond hair, blue eyes and wings.

"This thing inside me, how I can get it out?"

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[statsraaden]

I beg your pardon? What thing?

[1ofthehorsemen]

Warren stays quiet for a while. He doesn't want to admit that he has no power over Death, but if here is the only place he can find an answer, he has to be honest.

"The devil inside me."

[statsraaden]

What do you mean? *And be specific or Stats'll suggest surgery.*

[1ofthehorsemen]

"My DNA...he messed with my DNA and now I have this...'things' inside me and no one knows how to get them out."

[Yeah, he's not much of a help, but science was never Warren's thing. He tried to explain it as better as he could.]

[statsraaden]

And you can't have someone undo the damage? And what are these 'devils' inside you? *Stats likes specific.*

[1ofthehorsemen]

"I don't know!" He snaps. Hank would explain it better, but he can't. All he knows is that Death is inside him and he demands blood.

[statsraaden]

Do you know someone who could help you ?

[1ofthehorsemen]

He looks down. "No. They say they can help me, but I don't think they can."

[statsraaden]

Well, let them try first, and then you'll see. Perhaps they do have a solution for you.
What makes you think they can't?

[1ofthehorsemen]

"They did. It...didn't work out."

[statsraaden]

Is there a way to reverse the damage done to you? Perhaps by having the perpetrator undo it? Or someone in a related field?

[1ofthehorsemen]

"I don't know. I hope so," he jolts his wings in frustration.

[statsraaden]

Well, I could help you look, if you like.

[1ofthehorsemen]

"Help me? Help me how?"

[statsraaden]

Well, I think I could have other people look onto your case. But I would need a more precise idea of your problem.

[1ofthehorsemen]

What people?