This is not a game. This is against nature, against normality, against the gods.Prometheus learned this lesson the hard way. That's why my book is named The Frankenstein.The modern Prometheus. Prometheus means provident, cautious.And just like Prometheus, I stand proud behind my creation. The gods got nothing on me.They punished Prometheus by having a hawk eating his liver every day,and was grown back every night before Hercules went to set him free.But not my creation. My creation's liver is there, right next to his lungs.And the hawk? The hawk is now singing along with him.
