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[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

You find yourself sprinting up a dark flight of stairs with a makeshift torch that is made from clothes held together by metal clothes hangers and covered in some black goo. You get to the door at the top of the stairs and kick it open, as it flies open your ears pop and the air becomes extremely thin. You almost pass out from over exertion and low oxygen levels. You fall to the ground dropping your torch falling down to the gravel roof of the strange building. The sky is black though everything seems to be half decently lit. There are four gigantic generators, on is running and the other three are smoking and on fire. You begin to think, Who am I?

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[Lyeos]

Name- Dog
Age- 4
Gender- Male Dog

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Name- Timothy Turnstile
Age- 27.25
Gender- Male

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

You are Timothy Turnstile, 27.25  year old guy. But what the heck is happening

The smoke is beginning to fog on the roof and your make shift torch is going out, you feel the straps of a drawstring bag digging into your shoulders

[Lyeos]

No time! Smash the remaining generator with the torch!

[Cryxis, Prince of Doom]

You hit the sides of the generator repeatedly and eventualy lose grip because the strange black fluid gets all over your hand. You accidentaly throw the half burning torch into the generator and the inside bursts into flames and the flames are getting larger and larger