SYNTHETIC CHRONOSTATIC LAPIDARIST: PANACEA
It's a grey noon outside of the morgue, and to many, the lackluster weather would bring about relaxation. Locked inside, listening to the faint whistle of the wind and watching a...
It's a grey noon outside of the morgue, and to many, the lackluster weather would bring about relaxation. Locked inside, listening to the faint whistle of the wind and watching a...
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It's a grey noon outside of the morgue, and to many, the lackluster weather would bring about relaxation. Locked inside, listening to the faint whistle of the wind and watching a light drizzle dance across the pavement. But to one pathologist, the outside he'd neglected for his studies came forcing its way in through his door... The outside in question being an automaton man with a metal corpse in tow, demanding his spiritual expertise. May his patron have mercy. [From itch.io]