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Am I not brilliant enough? Vxxx Gathering the parts had been a macabre odyssey, each acquisition a step deeper into the abyss that fed her shattered psyche, amplifying her delusions. In the shadowed bowels of her ancestral castle, perched on a storm-lashed crag in the Swiss Alps, Dr. Victoria Frankenstein had once lived a life of quiet rationality. The head—she chose carefully—a poet who had slit his own throat in despair, his face handsome even in pallor, lips full and eyes hollow, staring eternally at the abyss, reminding her of Elias’s final gaze. The creature growled, a sound that vibrated through her bones like distant thunder, and thrust forward instinctively, its breath hot and ragged against her neck.