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Stumbling, Genesis finally manages to make it through his door. The pain was excruciating but there was little he could do about it, even as he stripped of his heavy leather coat and SOLDIER harness. There was no cure. No permanent one at least. Not that he’d found. So, instead, he simply collapsed on the couch and lifted an arm, pulling back the sleeve and inspecting the skin. It was dry and cracked, the pale flesh seeming as if it was falling apart. “Even you have deserted me, Minerva…”