#maelstromv

[busyvampire]

"Say 'hi', Vihaan!"

"F ck off."

[busyvampire]

𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 '𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚?

[busyvampire]

' how my demons look? '

[busyvampire]

[busyvampire]

Failed Experiment

The name Vihaan means new beginnings and dawn. However, he never thought of himself in this way. More like a fall and an eclipse, Vihaan would say. He doesn't like it when someone mispronounces his name, because it means much more to him than it might seem at first. He also doesn't like questions about his tattoos, because then he would have to tell that the ink masks numerous scars and needle marks that will never go away.

When Vihaan was 16, he became a victim of experiments that were supposed to create an invincible soldier capable of destroying any target.

Vihaan thought that any human body had a limit. He was wrong.

V never told anyone who exactly made him what he is, but anyone who knew him at least a little bit would said - Arasaka. Indeed, who else has so much power and eddies to afford experiments on people? Then Vihaan remained silent, and his bloodshot eyes only asked to shut up and not talk about it.

When he was 27, V no longer knew who was looking at him in the reflection when he looked in the mirror. V also did not remember the color of his eyes, but he remembered that he had dark hair. Although it didn't matter anymore.

Numerous injuries that completely deformed his brain and body left only parts of his memories, but he remembered a white room without windows, and V remembered his blood, which he used to draw patterns on the walls, and then the room became bright. Later, the drawings were washed away, and his blood lost its color.

Vihaan remembered the last experiment on him. That is when he managed to escape from a place that will forever remain as white room in his mind. That day was colored red. A lot of red, he could almost taste it on his tongue.

At the age of 27, V was lonely, as he had been for all the years before. But now Vihaan had a destroyed mental perception and an inability to control his own strength. He remembered breaking everything around him with just a touch, receiving hundreds of warnings about implant malfunctions.

That's how he ended up in Maelstrom, and he planned to leave them someday until he realized that no one in the gang cared about his appearance. Later, Vihaan had to lie down on the ripper's chair. At the next appointment, V simply did not need any anesthesia because he did not feel any pain. He watched as the ripper took out his completely augmented insides, removing what was not needed and adding what was forgotten.

Tattoos. Lots of them. Covering up the ten-year-old scars was interesting, at least for Vihaan. It was the most funny thing he had ever did. He didn't remember much, but a few words were forever etched in his memory - 'freak', 'creep', 'beast'. He thought it would be a good idea to use them to disguise a few scalpel marks somewhere in the rib area.

For a long time, Vihaan could not understand who he should be now. He was amazed by the world of possibilities, by cybernetics, despite the fact that he had chrome that were worth millions of eddies inside him.

V thought he was going crazy when he did not feel the need for sleep or other human needs for a long time. At the time, he walked a lot, often on rooftops, because contact with other people scared him. He promised himself that he could become something. Just to have at least a primitive sample of the life that was taken from him. Vihaan promised himself that he would become more than a failed experiment.