"Brilliant to a fault. He made something...deep in that place. A vessel.
That thing he created was an abomination. "
He wanted to find a way to stave off his encroaching end. He found one.
He needed to plant his continousness into it...some way to transfer..
The pain would be great..He was not concerned with the consequences..only the result..
The trauma induced by the intense pain combined with his affliction ruined his fragile sanity.
That whaling..those screams were heard outside of the manor for one full week.
He was soon mobile...able to control the new body..staggering..he made his way outside.......he had done it..