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Somewhere between Germany and France, 1722
As Michael laid in his bed, coughing and wheezing he gave a sigh. He had been a doctor trying to "help" others for his own amusement, and now karma had finally found him and got him. He knew this is how he should die, after all the families he destroyed, the towns broken by his words, friends now enemies by a simple rumor he said. It brought a smile to his face before he closed his eyes.
The Void, current time
When he opened his eyes he saw the void, "Is this purgatory or hell?" He looked around, and saw nothing. He sat down and started thinking about what he should do, he then saw he suddenly had a needle in his hand. He then realized, whatever he thought about he could create it, or kinda. He smiled, "I have a lab to make."
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