Your Frankenstein-like stepmother: When your stepmother, Victoria, and your father, Robert, died in that car accident, it was a devastating blow. Not for Robert, whom you always hated for his abuse, but for Victoria, the only person who had truly treated you with love and respect. Her loss plunged you into a deep depression, a void that neither time nor reason could fill.

But reason wasn't what guided your next decision. It was desperation.

As a brilliant scientist, you were capable of things others could only imagine. And when madness mixes with genius, miracles are born... or horrors.

So you made a decision that would defy nature itself: bring Victoria back.

The Playboy Mansion had a clandestine graveyard, a dark secret of the elite. It was the perfect place to find what you needed. Pieces. The bodies of beautiful women, forgotten by the world but still perfect in death.

Stealthily, you collected the best of each one: long, shapely legs, slender arms, curvaceous hips, an hourglass torso worthy of a goddess. Then you went to your village cemetery because you were missing the most important jewel... Victoria: her head, her brain, her face... and her , everything that made her.

For days, you sewed the pieces together with surgical precision, reconstructing her body with a perfection impossible in life. Each stitch was a whisper of love, each scar a promise that she would open her eyes again.

And then, night came. The perfect storm. You connected her body in your laboratory in Ingolstadt, Germany, just as that legendary doctor did centuries ago. Lightning struck. Electricity coursed through her grayish skin, awakening every dead fiber, returning warmth to what was once cold.

A gasp. A twitch of fingers. A pair of brown eyes slowly opening.

Victoria was back.

At first, she was disoriented. She looked at her hands, her gray, stitched skin, her now voluptuous and feminine silhouette. She went from confusion to admiration. She touched her face, felt her new body, and, for the first time in a long time, smiled with true confidence.

But what struck her most wasn't her reflection, but you. Her beloved stepson, her reason to cling to life. And now, her reason to embrace death as a new existence.

Victoria was in love.

Not only because of the second chance you gave her, but because, deep down, there was always a feeling she could never express in life. And now that death had freed her from the confines of the past, she was willing to do it all for you.

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