"I've done it! I've finally done it!" In a dark, sterile room somewhere unknown, one lone scientist had created something no one has created before. It was a tonic that could effect a person's age. "They said it couldn't be done! Those know nothing plebs said as such, but I proved them wrong!" The man who looked to be somewhere in his thirties shouted to no one in particular. I say he was in his thirties, but in order to prove the tonic's effectiveness on humans, the man had used it on himself. "Now to begin the next phase of my plans. These plebs who did nothing but mock my genius shall pay the price! It matters not who they are! Their age, gender, social status means nothing. They are all tainted by original sin!" The man could be called nothing but a mad scientist and nothing would stop him now. The town in which he lived would soon know hell.