In return for his kindness, the snake granted Asclepius its own. It cleaned his ears and whispered to him the secrets of resurrection and healing.

To assist. To heal. To play as God.

Beware. Should it step over the line, retribution will surely strike him down.

Now then, dear Asclepius. What will you do next?

9th July, 20XX (year 1)

Not much new to report from last time. However, I believe that we can get somewhere with this. Injuries sustained are healing at an incredible rate thanks to the accelerated cell growth from the strain, which appears to also be accelerating the frequency of cell division. I will keep an eye on it, but at the current rate, there should be no foreseeable issues. If I can control the rate of cell growth, then that would be monumental.