Year: 2231.05.22
Quadrant: R.E.V.
Hour: 0520

Operative: X

The sounds of heavy blows rang through the corridor, accompanied by pained grunts. She wasn't playing around with the soldiers during training, and physical strength would give her some buffer for the torment that she went through during the mental training. 

With one final kick, she broke the last man's arm without any hesitation, ending the match.

"Subject X, please let go and step away from him."

Stupid Deities. 

She did what they asked, since she wasn't quite keen on receiving yet another electric shock so early in the day. 

"Excellent form and defense mechanisms. Please continue to the neuroplasticity room, I trust you know where that is."

The Neuroplasticity room was used to increase mental endurance and flexibility. Sphinxes and Deities in training used the room to gain more knowledge and brain capacity while training for the real world, but she had never seen the room used for anything but her own mental torture. 

The space only contained two items, the machine and soundproof walls. The latter was her own addition to the place, after she had caused a panic that lead to the failure of a batch of embryos.

She was quite proud of that achievement. 

"Please be seated."

She obediently followed and sat down in the metal chair, the restraints automatically securing her body down. This wasn't the first time that she had been in this chair, strapped down, awaiting the procedure to begin. It wasn't the first time her hands started shaking either.

She didn't want this.

"Beginning mental transfusion."

She didn't want any of this.