A shuddered breath held heat in the cold, stiff air of the lab. "H-has... Has it finally... worked...?" Though their words were hesitant, labored by the anxieties that wracked their form previously... The scientist's body wouldn't reflect such for much longer. The energy that enveloped their body was intoxicating- perhaps even addicting. "It- it has...!"
Looking down into their shaking hands, the researcher that had put in so much time- oh so much time- into attempting this self-afflicted infection. Their body kept fighting it off, over and over, and yet now here they stand... Though their body is wracked with chills and their vision hazes over as heat rises into their cheeks, mouth watering as if wanting to reject something it can no longer prevent- their hands take ahold of their face, as if trying to assure that they are still within the confines of reality.
A slight cackle came from the maddened one, accidentally allowing drool to spill over from the sickeningly rapturous sensations that overwhelmed their form in the strongest means possible. And though they wished to speak more to themself, that laugh would grow- in volume and in insanity- as the repeated waves of illness-brought-strength dove deeper into their bodily systems.
Would their organs fail? Would their vision give out? What does it matter to them!? Once this is over, who knows what could be achieved?! The city- the continent- the world could be under this ecstatic spell! With them as the source of it all! As it should be, and as it WILL be!
