A Trip To The Past.

Thanatos opened his eyes and was confused for a moment, seeing a very familiar hallway, one he never wished to are again. As he stood there, trying to figure out what was going on, he heard a voice in the distance and felt a chill run down his spine as he recognized it. That was Doctor Abyzou. The one responsible for his creation.

Just like the demon she was named after, she was infertile. Unlike the demon she was named after, she did not make other pregnant women have miscarriages. She was instead obsessed with creating a child artificially, believing that if this child were to be a superhuman, she would earn not only recognition from the world but that she would earn recognition from God as well, and that he would cure her infertility. She was sorely mistaken.

As Thanatos approached the room she was in, he realized that the room was the one he was born in. He walked in and saw the incubation tube he was in. Doctor Abzyou designed both the sperm cell and the egg that created him in a lab, enhancing every genetic trait to make him a superhuman, and he was formed in an incubation tube. His mother was literally a machine. It took 3 years for his fetus to develop into a baby ready for birth. When he finally was born, the only thing he received was Hatred. He was seen as an abomination not only by all of humanity but by Mother Nature as well.

As he grew up, Thanatos was put the all kinds of immeasurably cruel and horrifying torture. One of Doctor Abzyou's favorite methods of torture was the amputation of limbs. Due to his enhanced genetics, he would regrow any limbs he lost within an hour. She would spend weeks studying this, as well as trying different methods of severing limb and if it would effect the regrowth of the severed limb. One she particularly enjoyed was shoving his dick in a meat grinder.

He would always grow it back, this one she just did for entertainment. When he finally did escape her, he ended up in a war zone and had to fight to survive. He was 6 years old when he took his first life, and he ended up joining the United States Marine Core until he was 20. Thats when someone stabed him in the heart while he was sleeping, killing him instantly.

He thought he had found the sweet relief of death, but he was gravely mistaken. He got sent to world after world, having to do some stupid mission all the while dacing the hatred of the universe. Every death was due to a betrayal, more and more often by wemon. He started to outright dispise wemon, and would never let them get anywhere near him.

One day he was looking through his System shop after another hateful attempt on his life, grumbling about the world when his System unformed him of why this was happening.

Due to his artifical creation, he was cuserd by the universe with the Curse Of Eternal Hatred. A curse that makes every one and everything hate the very existence of its host. Only those who the host served with in a military and earned the respect of would stop being affected by this curse, but he never saw that happen as he would always be killed before he could see that.

He lost count of how many worlds he had been to, but he new that it was somewhere in the 6 digits. Every death a betrayal, expect for his most recent death. The world he was in last was the world of War Hammer 40k. He was a captionf of a ship from the Legion Of The Dammned, attempting to enter the warp again after a mission when everything went blank. He started to feel cold, and then the tingly sensation of snow falling unrestricted on his face and immediately woke up from this not so welcome trip to the past.