“Scrap, prototypes, secrets—if someone threw it away, it’s just waiting for someone like me to pick it up.”
“If it grows, we thank the soil. If it moves on its own, we take notes and start running.”
“If the blast came from the right direction, we call that a success. If the wall’s still standing, we call that a bonus.”
“Where it crawls, the slime hardens into glass—and the fools who mocked it see themselves reflected in the shards.”
“You swear it’s watching you… right up until it bursts and you realize the eye was only there to make you stare.”
“The stone remembers blood… but the slime remembers fear.”
“When the clattering stops, look up. That’s when he’s already chosen.”
“Breathe, little storms of flesh. The rot remembers you… and I remember the rot.”
“Death is not the enemy. It is the trespasser who digs its pockets that earns my wrath.”
“If it fizzes, that’s good. If it smokes, that’s better. If it walks away on its own… take notes and then run.”
“I know where the rarest cures grow. I also know what kind of monsters they grow on.”
“If a cure can save thousands, do we have the right to keep it hidden where only dozens drink?”