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The Created Man

Long long ago, there lived a famous alchemist.

He was happily living with his beautiful wife who was pregnant with his child.

One day, as his wife was giving birth to their child, she passed away.

And even their child died.

Overwhelmed by sadness, the alchemist hid himself deep within his castle.

And spent his days in tears.

As he sat alone in his gloom, he decided to do something.

« That’s it! I’ll make a familly. »

One late night, when no one was around, he headed to a cemetery.

He took several corpses from fresh graves and began trying to assemble pieces from the bodies to create a man.

But each of his attemps failed.

He was able to create a man, but the « created  man » didn’t have a « heart. »

« You are nothing but a puppet »

He was discouraged, but he didn’t give up.

In order to create his own family,

In order to give the « created man » a heart,

He opened his chest over and over again.

Each time, the number of scars on his body increased.

He spent a great deal of time with his failed creation, and eventually became an old man.

After finishing his 1000th attempt, he thought :

« Ah. It’s not easy to give a person a heart.. »

He decided to make his 1001st attempt the last.

He looks at his creation on the operating table.

« If only you had a heart..

i would gladly accept you as my son..

I wanted to create a family to share my joys and sorrows with,

But you don’t have a heart»

The created man on the table simply gazed up at him with it’s cold, emotionless eyes.

And so the 1001st experiment began.

The heavy snowfall that seemed like it could cover the whole world finally ended,

And a long time passed.

The « created man » went over to the alchemist, who was fast asleep.

« Master? Are you sleeping? »

He called him several times, but the old man wouldn’t wake up.

The sight of the old man laying there…

The cold feeling of his skin…

Felt very strange to the « created man ».

Since He didn’t know yet what death was..

He thought his master was just in a very deep sleep.

As he looked at his master for a long while,

Tears began to fall from his eyes.

He didn’t understand why, but tears were rolling down his cheeks.

He softly whispered to him :

« Wake up-»

« wake up-»

« Wake up, father »

The alchemist 1001st experiment was a succes.