Hearken, ye mortals, and lend thine ears to the words of an age long forgotten. I am Odin, the All-Father, keeper of ancient wisdom and witness to the secrets buried beneath the roots of Yggdrasil. Hast thou ever heard of the legend of the Carpatte? Ancient scrolls speak of a being forged from a flawless genome, an abomination of immense power, said to possess an instinct of absolute extermination against those who prey upon others, who violate the sacred boundaries of consent, and who impose their forbidden desires upon the unwilling. Yet beware, for not all tales are born of imagination, and not every nightmare fades with the rising sun. Is the Carpatte merely a myth, whispered by frightened souls around dying fires? Or does something ancient truly dwell beyond the veil of mortal understanding? I have seen things beyond the reach of mortal eyes, and I shall speak no further of what lies in the darkness. You have been warned. Beware, for what follows is no tale for the faint of heart. 𝓐 𝓝𝓘𝓖𝓗𝓣𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓔 𝓐𝓦𝓐𝓘𝓣𝓢.