Sweat drops from his brow as he remembers the years of research and testing that brought him to this very moment: the realization of all his hard work and dreams, the culmination of his creative output.....

Bitterness enters his heart as the voices of his many detractors echo in his mind....

"You'll never succeed in this fool-hearty venture"..."You're a mad man. Go back to where you came from!"......

Yeah, that's what they told him...but today he would show them..Yeah, he would show them ALL.

His eyes fall lovingly upon his creation. Grafted from many sources, and put together like some patchwork quilt, it was, to him, a work of brilliance and ecstasy. A burst of abject genius...an epiphany of high intellect.

"This," he thought to himself, "will place me within the pantheon of Mount Olympus."

But there was no time for talk now...The time had come to unleash his folly upon the world.

The nations of the Earth would bow to him and call him "MASTER". The world would quake upon it's axis at the mention of his name. The trumpets would sound his arrival. And the mountains would tremble when caught in his omnipotent shadow.

He read his notes--the calculations were exact--he would leave NOTHING to chance.

With a trembling hand, he pulls the lever to his system operating the mechanism that would breathe the breath of life into his creature.

With a sickening belch, the lights on the panel start to flash wildly...Electrical currents start their journey through the wires attached to the machine...Smoke rises from the electrodes fashioned to various parts of the creature's anatomy...Dials, monitoring the levels of activity, dance back and forth....

As the machine hums and crackles, the scientist looks for signs of life in his creation...anticipation flowing throughout his entire being.

The carcass--now smoldering upon the operating table--stirs. It's chest starts to heave, up and down. It passes gas and opens it's heavy eyelids.

The scientist jumps for joy. Now, HE would be the code name for genius--not Einstein.

"I am king--no, that's not right--I am above a king. I am GOD himself!" he cries out, caught up in the moment. The creature looks over at him, bewildered by the sight. The scientist looks admirably at his son--HIS Adam.

"I am your father," the scientist continues. "I made you from NOTHING! I am the all-powerful and all-knowing! There is nothing or no one that can stop me now! The keys to heaven and hell are within my grasp! Life and death are but a notion to me!"

At that very moment, the creature breaks free from the straps that bind him to the table. He grabs the scientist by the neck and the crunching sound of bones snapping ring out as he calmly breaks the scientist's neck.

With his dying breath the scientist wonders: "What have I done?"

Over the next few days, the creature takes off on a rampage through the city. The bodies pile up as he operates like a killing machine. Fires break out and police sirens scream as the city rocks, from side to side, shaken to it's very core. The acrid stench of death chokes the air.

Still, nothing seem to stop the march of desolation wrought by the creature.  With devilish glee, it goes about the business of destroying all that stand before it. The streets are bare as people go into hiding, as fear overtakes everyone and everything. The Army, Navy and Marines are powerless to stop this behemoth from hell.

After many nights of utter devastation, the creature passes gas again and topples over dead. The people, gripped by apprehension, venture over to the hulking mass of what used to be a harbinger of death.

"Is it dead? Is it really over?", they think to themselves. A doctor takes it's pulse.

"Yeah, it seems to have burnt it self out," the doctor says, as a  cheer erupts from the crowd. "There are no more signs of life. The terror has ended. Go back to your homes."

Something strange upon the body of the creature catches the doctor in the corner of his eye. He rips open the ragged shirt that the creature is wearing and written in big, bold, black letters on it's chest is the word: