The Geist

The Evil Eye stared down at a Variant heading right towards Aldrich, likely drawn by the scent of blood and death.

It was a three-meter-tall humanoid figure with smooth, plain white skin. Its body was highly muscular, and it shambled forwards with a heavily hunched back, dragging its knuckles across the dirt. It was nearly completely featureless, its skin having no blemishes and its fingers and toes holding no nails.

Overall, it almost looked like an eerie, overly muscled mannequin.

Something out of a horror movie.

Its spherical head lacked any real facial features as well. Just a massive, large-lipped mouth curled up into a constant half-open smile, showcasing a set of oversized human teeth that chattered constantly.

This was a Geist.

Among Variants, Aldrich recalled from what limited research he was able to do in Blackwater, there were three classifications.

Natural Variants – these were Variants that had seemingly adapted to nature. They became parts of ecosystems and adopted the
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