I looked upon the finished figure of my second odious creation with a strange calmness that I’ve not felt in a long while. My tentative acceptance of the work I was bestowed upon quickly turned into an eager desire to rid of the evil that has consumed me. Though I have not seen my nemesis since I began assembling, I could feel his diabolical presence watching closely, making sure my promise must not be broken. I began to bring the breath of life a second time. I waited patiently through the gloomy night, not wanting to think about the unforeseen consequences if all does not go well this second demon. As the creature stirred I could not help but notice my improved handiwork on my second attempt. The proportional body, seamless attachment of