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[Master of Nothing]

〖Toska; an unbearable sadness of indescribable and devastating quantity〗
Polyushka Polye

Username: Master of Nothing
Name: Toska
Gender: bigender; masculine pronouns

Dec 25, 1967
The door to the cell opened. Creak... I jolted up and rushed to the door with excitement and caution. "Can I leave today?" I asked the man at the door, failing terribly at hiding my joy.
"Leave?" Harsh laughter consumed the empty room, and a food dish full of a mushy substance was kicked towards me.
"No more tricks, please, I beg you! I can still help you! What about my blood? You can use my blood! Please!"
"I'm not a scientist, kid, just a guard. I have no interest in your blood."
"Then bring me a scientist!" I pleaded, my voice cracking and my heart in anguish.
The guard paused. For a brief moment all I could hear was his steady breath and my own shallow one. "That... would contradict my direct orders from Good Comrade. For the preservation of my loyalty to him and the Motherland, your request will be denied."
Without any further discussion, the giant metal door was slammed shut. I heard the man resetting the many door locks.

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Yep, that's every day for me. Even now I'm stuck in that cell, and only occasionally they let me outside to preserve my sanity. I was born in a remote lab in the forests of Siberia, Russia, as a scientific experiment. I was genetically modified from the basic code of a normal plumerian, so I guess I'm like a clone that was made original. I was born 1958, a year after the famed Space Race started. I was meant to explore space and travel across universes within seconds, via black holes, of which I could safely navigate. I was supposed to be able to survive without any oxygen and little food. I was to be the prodigy of not only my country, but all of humanity. I would be a hero- a warrior, which is how I got my name. Voin, Russian for "warrior". I would be unstoppable, and no one could contain me. Except... they did. As genetics were a fairly new and highly experimental concept, I did not turn out to be the amazing little alien everyone wanted me to be. In fact, I was closer to a normal plumerian than anything, with only a few differences like an elongated lifespan. Unfortunately, the scientists that raised me did not discover this until I was three years old, so I had already been exposed to luxury and kindness. When they found out what I really was, they locked me up in a cell immediately. I was too unimportant to use, but too important to destroy, and so I would spend the majority of my life there. It's a cold, dim place, with cement floors, walls, and ceiling. It's freezing almost all year round, since the heater is broken and has never been fixed. I have a small little army cot to sleep in, but no other furniture. I get three meals of bland food every day, and I go outside only to get five minutes of fresh air. I'm aware it's less than ideal, but it's what I've grown up with. More than anything, it's lonely. That's why I renamed myself Toska, and Toska I will be forevermore.

cooltext.com for image credit at the top
the version of Polyushka Polye I used is by Origa
art by me (Master of Nothing)
used 583 words total

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A creature, born of pure hatred and disgust, silently makes it's way through the darkest depths of the ocean. The reason it can see is from it's large medium blue eyes, perfect for absorbing in the light from the black surroundings. Occasionally it passes other creatures, much smaller in size by comparison, who have no idea the creature is even near them. The sleekness of it's fur, smooth as a dolphin, makes for easy movement though the currents. With it's stash of food in it's mouth, the creature continues on it's way home. Passing through depths darker than before, the creature is now blind to light. Instead, it uses it's masterfully crafted ears to travel the currents using sonic sound waves, and antennae to feel things above it. Coming towards the cave, the creature realizes the entrance has been blocked off by fallen rocks, caused by an underwater earthquake. Carefully placing the feast on the ocean floor, the creature starts to glow from the bluegreen parts of it's body. With a mouthful of corrosive saliva, the creature aims and spits at the rocks blocking the way. The glowing yellow liquid quickly eats it's way through the rocks, and creates a new entrance to the cave. Collecting it's food, the creature makes it's way into the cave - dry as a bone, and ironically littered with them.

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Yellow liquid dripped into the water, sinking to the bottom and melting the sands below it. The creature hung it's head low and panted from the exercise. They called it exercise, but the cooling bodies floating in the water would call it massacre. Blood seeped from a gash in it's leg, but the creature ignored it. It doesn't feel pain. It doesn't feel anything - except hatred and joy. The complex mind swirling around inside starts to question why. Why can I only feel these emotions? What do other emotions feel like? Yes, it felt tremendous amounts of joy after each kill, but it wanted to feel something else. It just didn't know how. Leaving the stained beach, the creature makes it's way back to it's home cave, deep in the ocean where it can once again become lost in the darkness, to ponder another, better, life.

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The origins of the creature, possibly hundreds of years old, are skeptical. It has been documented through time as being a 'large, wolf-like creature with the skin of glass.' As this creature travels by water, it's whereabouts has been noted in a large variety of coastal countries. From England to Japan, this creature is said to be elusive and evil. Whenever there are large scale deaths in marine life, this creature is blamed. Many have reported seeing the creature torment local marine life before devouring it, or leaving the remains behind. The earliest documentation of such a creature goes back to the early 1600's, where locals in a small settlement in Israel likened the creature to the greater known Leviathan - a massive snake-like sea monster from the Old Testament of the Bible. DNA analysis of blood left by the creature reveal shocking results. The creature is made from DNA of an unknown creature, as well as being distantly related to Sea Snakes. The blood itself is so similar to the toxins secreted by venomous snakes, scientists find it hard to separate the samples. It was estimated that all bodily liquids are of the same makeup, and would cause extensive nerve and cardiac damage if inserted into the bloodstream, although the acidity would melt the victim before that could happen.

Total of 600 words, including the header.

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