<span class="mu-i">"From the beginning, the font of creation, the very first were insects. Our progenitors that led the frontier of life, and the eventual end by which we are expunged. Humans may have been made in God's image, but by far, His greatest work is of mandibles and stingers. So it is the sake for the human race that we harness their power."</span>

The world as we know it shares little resemblance to what it is now. Decades ago, it faced off against a native -- yet alien -- threat. <span class="mu-b">The Pelagiohms</span>, they were called, vassals of the abyss; and still their forces run rampant to this day. The deconstruction of civilization then has given rise to corporate-piloted provinces that reside in their respective territory, with <span class="mu-s">Arthropeudics</span> as both the great origin of this system and as the most prominent. Strides in biological engineering to fend off the Pelagiohm threat is their merit that blends the line between mechanical and magical. You are one of their unreleased products.

<span class="mu-r">F-Inal Drone mk.IV</span>: the base draft of Arthropeudics's Drones, which are an entity comprised of an enhanced policing force. They are a section in the corporation's Security & Public Safety Department. You are their prototype, their foundation, engineered to exhibit the <span class="mu-s">extraordinary skeletal integrity and superhuman strength</span> of the Formicidaeans-- the timeless ant, of the fiery Solenopsis genus. However, as a foundational project of Arthropeudics, <span class="mu-i">something sinister rests within your bosom...</span>

Previously, you escaped the confines of your holding facility under the cover of a mysterious explosion. The so-called incident was hastily broadcasted on the news and promptly reported by <span class="mu-g">Propaganda Head Pollexa Vespa</span>. In such a short time-frame, you have been labeled a public danger that is to be terminated. You had escaped from the Drones' immediate response so easily as to be an afterthought; but your next confrontation wasn't as much of a breeze as you battled against <span class="mu-s">Sydney Heter, of Aranea Program #4: Sparrasid</span>, within the the unfinished remnants of an old, abandoned construction site. <span class="mu-i">You came out victorious, leaving a spider with broken legs.</span>

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Will definitely remain in this thread for longer, unlike the last.