text: Sophia chooses not to engage with her sisters. There were bigger things on her mind than engaging in petty spats like they were still immature children. Well, maybe they were, but she had a much greater outlook on herself.
  
  "Poor Sophia! Scared until the very end, isn't she, Aline?"
  
  "That she is! One almost wonders why she even bothered to leave her room."
  
  Do not give them the satisfaction they so desperately crave, Sophia Nevermore.
  
  It's at the moment of closing her eyes and gritting her teeth, does Sophia bump into a very broad chest. She instinctively holds her nose, rubbing gingerly at as she looks to see the culprit of her current pain. However she soon finds herself having to look up at the individual in question, and she feels her face immediately go pale.
  
  None other than Caspar Holt stood before her, craning his neck slightly so that he could flash her one of his smiles that she found rather annoying. It almost made her want to smile, and that was out of the question for...reasons. Everytime he did something that was even slightly charming, it made her feel both guilty and dumb. Just why was she doing this anyway? She would wonder. Those sorts of thoughts were dangerous for a princess whom was preparing to escape the castle.
  
  Suddenly she's shoved aside by the combined backsides both of her sisters, being sent stumbling off balance as they both spared no glance at her wellbeing from their very rude action.
  
  Her posture is fixed and settled correctly by the hands of the head maid, Evelyn. She was a woman who earned both the fear and respect of just about everyone, despite her occupation.
  
  She was certainly a woman to admire.
  
  "T-Thank you," Sophia said, earning a nod from the woman.
  
  Sophia then watches as her sisters practically throw themselves at Caspar.
  
  "Prince Caspar, you didn't think it prudent to tell us you were arriving?"
  
  "Yes, we always do look forward to having you here in our esteemed grounds."
  
  "Certainly. He is heir to the Aster throne, and quite esteemed himself."
  
  "Very esteemed. How does spending the evening in our garden with tea and the finest delectables made by our best cooks sounds? Surely it's far more enjoyable of a time than spending time with this sheltered little girl over there whom hardly leaves her room unless she has her attendant with her."
  
  Sophia feels her face getting more and more red as the attempts of her sisters trying their hardest to woo her supposed husband to be into whatever schemes they've had planned for him. Of course, they did eat together, bathe together, shared a room with each other despite there being so many other available rooms in the palace, so it wasn't a surprise. Yes, it wasn't any surprise to Sophia that the two twin sisters of hers, whom were so attached to the hips, would do that with each other. She had to stop this from proceeding any further. It wasn't like she was doing this out of some jealousy or out some love for the prince, but to save him his virtue! That was her reason, and certainly not another factor was influencing that choice.
  
  "Actually you two do have business of your own to attend to. There's a meeting with a highly valued investor, one that cannot allowed to be kept waiting." Evelyn cut in, unfolding her arms as she stepped into the center of the room.
  
  "Investor? An investor you say? Can we just not do that today?" It's Aline that says this almost pleadingly, Cecilene entirely quiet.
  
  Evelyn only shakes her head at the princess, a look of inquisitive wonder briefly on the aged woman's features. However she doesn't press it as she opens her mouth to speak once more.
  
  "No. It's a personal request from his majesty himself," Evelyn states.
  
  Those words alone are enough to stamp out any other forms of resistance from the twin princesses who can only nod their heads in unison. For a moment, the duo looks drained before they settle matching glares at Sophia.
  
  "What a lovely life you have, sister." Those are their parting words before walking away with Evelyn.
  
  Sophia is only left confused by her sisters words. Weren't all of their lives pretty lovely? Being born into a prestigious noble bloodline, and not just any bloodline, but one with rights and ties to the crown. Why would only her life be lovely when both of them were born into the same house with the same pedigree and last name?
  
  "Do you mind if we go out into the balcony for some fresh air, Sophie?"
  
  "I don't mind, but it's Sophia. All of these years, and you don't remember?"
  
  "Haha, but of course, how could I forget. I was just trying to, ah, nevermind it. Let us away, then."
  
  > Prince Caspar Holt (Information)
  Caspar Holt is a childhood friend of both Sophia and Juliette. He is the picture perfect definition of someone who is a dashing prince that will put on a suit of armor and grab his trusted steed and fell a dragon if his princess was captured by one. As a young boy however, he was mischievous and always getting into trouble. One could classify him as a brat, and he did little to dispel that image of himself. As children, he would often claim himself as the superior noble between himself and Sophia.
  
  However as he matured, he quickly grew to be ashamed of his actions, going as far as apologizing to anyone who he may have said a cross word of. This new change in his character has made him quite popular with girls. Although he had received many a love not, and his parents, letters from other families believing a union between himself and their daughter would be beneficial when they came of age.
  
  A trait that had Caspar politely rejecting those offers is his loyalty. His heart had already been enamored with his first love. That first love just so happened to be an unaware Sophia Nevermore. She thinks he's only honoring the arrangement their fathers made out of responsibility as a noble.[Themes: sci-fi, puzzle, serious]
  
  I wake up, early as usual. I have always liked the mornings, the minutes before Teacher takes me to father and I have time to think for myself. Father often keeps a tight schedule so there usually isn't much time for me to let my mind ponder. There are so many things to think about, what is behind the door? What do Homo Sapiens look like? Why does Teacher have to connect himself to a power source every now and then? As curious I am about the outside world, father has explained how dangerous the Homo Sapiens can be, so I am glad the door keeps them away. Father says me and Eve are special, I wonder what he means by that. He said he'd explain more today, I hope he does.
  
  Teacher enters the room and says "Adam, Professor Meckard would like to see you."
  
  "Wonderful. Father will hopefully answer some of our questions." I say and leave with Teacher.
  
  Teacher is made of metal, just like the walls. I think father made Teacher, just like he made our home, along with me and Eve. Teacher signals me to wait as he goes into Eve's room to wake her up. Father often calls me and Eve the last hope for a good future, but I really don't see anything bad with the present. He has talked about something he calls Project Eden, but again, just another unanswered question
  
  [Author's Note: You are Adam, one of two of the Homo Perfectus's, along with Eve. You two have lived on father's facility for the last fifteen years and have no knowledge of any existence beyond those metallic walls.NOTE-Items take on the form "capabilities" in this game, which generally means super powers.]
  
  > Continue.
  Soon Eve comes out of her room. We look at one another, smile and say "good morning". Teacher takes us to father's office. It is strange that Teacher calls him Meckard and not father, he created him as well, so he is his father just as he is ours. We enter father's room and sit down in front of the desk. As usual, father has his gaze completely set on some paper he has in front of him. I see the title of the page "Pandora's Box", but then father puts it away and looks at us.
  
  "Adam, Eve, do you know what day it is today?"
  
  "No." We both say.
  
  "Today is exactly ten years since you came into this world. That is what is called a birthday. It is a human tradition, one of the few that actually deserve to live on. It is where an individuals existence is celebrated every day that is exactly a year from the last birthday, starting with the day he is created."
  
  "We are celebrating today?"
  
  "Well, I am afraid Teacher won't be baking a cake, but I hope to make today a special day for you."
  
  It was going to be special alright, but not in the manner any of us were hoping for.
  
  > Continue.
  "But yesterday, I promised to answer some of your questions. So please, ask anything you want."
  
  > What is behind the door?
  "The outside world. As it is right now, it is a dangerous forest of selfish monsters. You don't want to go out there until Project Eden has commenced."
  
  > go back.
  "What else would you like to ask me?"
  
  > What makes you special?
  "Aaah. Right to the point as usual Adam. That is exactly what I wanted to talk to you two about. When I made you, I made some modifications. I have made your DNA tangible."
  
  "Tangible?"
  
  "Yes. You can actually manually manipulate your own DNA, altering your genetic structure at any given moment. I had intended to teach you more of this matter. Let's go to the training hall."
  
  > Yes. Let's see what you can do.
  We accompany father and Teacher to the training hall.
  
  "I was forced to include some limitations as tampering with DNA is quite dangerous, and could even prove lethal. You can alter various different things, but none of them have any actual affect on your anatomy. From changing your body temperature, to increasing your strength to making yourselves smarter. However, you can only change your DNA in one direction at a time, for if you cause to much stress, you will die. Just like a rubber-band, it can be stretched, but stretch it too far and it breaks."
  
  We enter the training hall and father asks me and Eve to go into the center of the room.
  
  > go to the center of the room.
  Father turns to me first.
  
  "Adam, try to increase your body temperature."
  
  "How do I do that father?"
  
  "Bend your DNA. You are in control. Use it and change yourself."
  
  > Heat overload.
  I start to feel colder and colder.
  
  "Father. I feel cold."
  
  "Yes. That is a side effect to increasing your body temperature. But you are using it, that is good."
  
  I feel myself becoming colder and colder, which means my body temperature is rapidly rising.
  
  "You may want to return to normal. Not doing so could end in a catastrophic turn of events." Teacher says.
  
  He's probably right. I'm heating up too much. I have to do something about it.
  
  > do nothing.
  I don't do anything about the rapid increase in body temperature and soon, the metallic foundations start to bend. The facility collapses on me and everyone inside.