Vitals spike… but the structure holds, Energy mass… breaking all known molds. Increase the load… let the system align… Do not terminate… I want it fucking refined... Shock chain snap; hear the steel teeth slip, Negative flood through a dead man’s rib. Body on the slab but it won’t stay still, Every surge spike climbs that hill. Lock jaw clamp; then the circuit screams, Light goes white through the IV streams. Pulse ain’t right; it’s a waveform glitch, Not a man… just a hostile switch. Restraints melt down where the current feeds, Burn marks bloom through the grafted seams. Every doc in the room goes fuckin pale— “Shut it down—” but the failsafe fails. Heart doesn’t beat; but the Blackout still lives, Flatline code but it pulses and spits. He doesn’t breathe but the lungs still spark, Every death... A switch in the dark... Shock me—reset—bring me back, Kill me—reset—fade to black, Break me—reset—build the stack, Loop me—reset—I adapt— Blackheart—shock, reset, repeat! Flatline—drag me back to my feet! Break me—build me into the code! Kill me—I come back in control! Black Garden—cut out the nerve! Heartbreak—gave me more than I deserve! No name—no past—no scars! Blackout… Made into a BLACKHEART! Cold table; tagged and revived again, Shock cycle loop; watch the timer spin. Cut me open, map where the current runs, Every nerve lights up like a loaded gun. Kill test... flatline... log that death, Reboot... same code... but it runs less stress. Each reset trims what I used to be, Not a man, just fuckin bioenergy. Pain doesn’t spike; it’s a measured wave, Read the pattern in the shocks they gave. Every strike got a rhythm now, I don’t fight it… I just change somehow. Voice logs blur: but I catch the tone, Hear the breaks in the way they drone. “They’re adapting” ... yeah, I heard that part… No… not adapting... REWIRING MY HEART! Shock me—reset—I hold the track, Kill me—reset—I bring it back, Break me—reset—I build the stack, Loop me—reset—I run the map— Blackheart—shock, reset, repeat! Flatline—drag me back to my feet! Break me—build me into the code! Kill me—I come back in control! Black Garden—cut out the nerve! Ashfall—fucked me up more than I deserve! No future—no escape—NO MORE SCARS! Weaponized… Into a BLACKHEART! Core’s online… stable at last, All that noise? Cut from the past. Pain did its job—stripped it clean, Now it moves... Like a perfect machine. No more spikes… no wasted spark, Every function hits its mark. Kill the man… preserve the part… There it is… My Blackheart! Doors slide back; hear the lock disengage, Step out slow... no spark, no rage. Boots hit ground... no sound, no weight, Every move timed... calculated fate. Lights don’t flick; they respond to me, Gridline bends to my frequency. Fuck your restraints... no need for chains, System stable... I contain the strain. Eyes don’t blink, I track each frame, See the pulse before it makes its change. Every heartbeat in the room runs loud, I can map every thought in this crowd. “Subject ready”... I heard that call, No reaction... I absorb it all. Not a man… not a ghost… not a fucking scar… Just a weapon they named... Blackheart—shock, reset, repeat! Flatline—drag me back to my feet! Break me—build me into the code! Kill me—I come back in control! Black Garden—cut out the nerve! "Deadman"—I'll give you more than you deserve! No name—no past—no more... FUCKING SCARS! I am the BLACKHEART! Signal locked… no deviation… Core sustained… no termination… No return… no restart… Weapon online… BLACKHEART.
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