Lobotomy Survivors Novels & Stories

"On the edge of the Red District. There’s a defrocked priest there. Father Miller. He doesn't use prayers. He uses a silver-nitrate wash and a localized lobotomy of the limbic system. He strips the beast out. Leaves the man behind. Usually leaves the man a vegetable, too." "He’s going to lobotomize himself?" The words felt like lead in my mouth. I stepped back, my hand dropping from his collar. My claws retracted, leaving four small, weeping punctures in his skin. "To protect me? That's not protection. That's suicide."

He kept on going about killing someone and saving someone… After so many years, he's the second person who exhibited symptoms like these. Luna furrowed her brows and walked alongside the doctor, asking, "There's another one who had similar symptoms as him? Who…" "He's Christopher's father, Larry Roberts." The doctor sighed. "Larry was a patient in this hospital, too. He kept on yelling every day about 'killing someone' and 'saving someone'. "Most of the time, he was like any normal person, but he couldn't be provoked. Even after many treatments, he'd collapse once provoked by something he saw or heard."

During his time at the rehabilitation center, Sebestian had been focused on the more physical things he lost. Such as his amputated leg, all the scars he now had, the possibility of seizures that'd haunt him for the rest of his life, the slight problems with speech that'd likely stay with him. He avoided thinking about his accidentally revealed marital status as much as possible. Now that he was home there was no escape and the realization that there were different kind of losses, too, hit him so hard he struggled to handle the blow.

“What do you reckon?” Jordan took a deep breath and said solemnly, “I just explained that Mr Carter underwent a craniotomy. No matter how successful the surgery was, there is no way to avoid damaging some of the nerves in the brain. Mr. Carter’s brain would probably still be affected, causing some aftereffects.” When I heard this, my heart ached again. I asked worriedly, “What after-effects will there be?” “Usually, a loss of memory. It’s also possible that his intelligence will decline. We can only confirm everything when Mr. Carter wakes up.”

Fabian and Reginald's interviews were equally disturbing. "About forty percent of the survivors remember transmigrating," Fabian reported. "They have memories of dying in other worlds, waking up in Lenore, being disoriented until the implanted backstory took hold. The other sixty percent don't remember anything before Lenore. Either they're NPCs who achieved enough complexity to survive the integration program, or they're players whose original memories were completely overwritten." "We can't tell which," Reginald added. "The NPCs are indistinguishable from real people. They laugh, cry, fear death, form relationships. If they're programs, they're conscious ones."

Bolu Present. "She's good to go." "No more seizures?" "I uh, can't guarantee you that, Miss Afolabi. One doesn't get completely free from seizures. That's why the surgery that was carried out is call temporal lobe surgery. The seizures come back after years. But most cases, they don't. So let's hope there'd be no more seizures." He explained with a straight face. "The temporal lobectomy lowers the number of seizures one has, make them less severe or even stop them from happening."