Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic."
- Arthur C. Clarke
Beneath the charred ruins of a once-sacred church, a blasphemous symphony of science and sorcery echoes. In the depths of their underground labs, alchemists, their eyes gleaming with fanatical zeal, weave a tapestry of stolen DNA and profane rituals. They seek to birth a god, a twisted reflection of divinity, from the very threads of the Shroud of Turin. Your Delta Green team has plunged into the heart of this unholy crucible, where the line between miracle and abomination blurs. The air crackles with the stench of formaldehyde and ancient incantations. Can you unravel the secrets of this forbidden science and extinguish the spark of this false messiah before it ignites a world consumed by darkness? The clock is ticking, and the birth pangs have begun.
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