[ WP ] You are patient zero for a deadly worldwide epidemic that had killed more than half of the population of earth , you can carry the virus but you are immune to its effects ...

It's all my fault. 
 
 You've probably said this at some point in your life. You probably meant it, too. It's almost certainly not true, unless you're me. Because if you are, then yes, you're right. 
 
 Because it's all my fault. Because you're dying, because of me. 
 
 I killed you. No gates or guards can protect against what I made. My first child, my worst child. This horrible thing, this *horrible* thing. I engineered it. 
 
 If it makes even the slightest difference, I did it for knowledge. For us, for all of humanity. Trespassing in God's domain. Was it really wrong? How could I know it was wrong, until I did it? Why would it be *there*, unless we were meant to know, to unlock the secrets of life? 
 
 But you are coughing, and retching, and dying, and asking you rhetorical questions will give me no answers. You would n't believe me, anyway. I can see the twinkling of my child in your eyes, and of course you do n't believe me. 
 
 I do n't know why I do n't die. 
 
 I think it might be punishment. I blink, and another generation passes, and the answer still escapes me... 
 
... Why did I eat that apple?
