In the dimly lit laboratory, with a tube filled with green liquid containing the pulsating of red flesh placed at the center, a man sat upon a stone throne, starkly contrasting the advanced equipment that surrounded him.
His face was hidden behind a mask, enhancing the mysterious aura surrounding him. His distinctive red mask boasted two black horns protruding from its crown, and it was void of any emotion. The masked man had his eyes closed, hinting at the deep contemplation of matters of great significance.
Meanwhile, researchers in red coats moved about with a sense of purpose, engrossed in their individual tasks. It was evident that the number of bodies stored in the tubes had increased since the last time, indicating progress in their unsettling experiments.
Soon, the man on the stone throne opened his eyes and turned to his subordinate, who stood with hands held high, seemingly entranced by distant visions.