To whoever discovers this journal, know that we are all victims to hubris and ambition. We believed we could master the fundamental building blocks of our very lives, and only opened a gateway to greed and god complexes, of which still haunt me, even to what is now the end of these senseless horrors. While nothing can justify what we have seen, what we have done, know that it was done so with the purpose of ensuring the survival of civilization. Or so we tell ourselves. My name is Doctor ████████ ██████, researcher for the Faunus Augmentation Experiment, internally known as F.A.E.. This project was never meant to see the light of day, as its contents are too dubious to safely release to the public without reasonable outcry. As of this log, funding has long since been cut. The project has been disbanded and buried under red tape and black ink. The likelihood of details being uncovered is improbable, considering the nature of the Atlesian military and the desire for the SDC to maintain appearances, but that will not stop me from leaving physical records here, in this mainframe while my credentials are still active. If you are reading this, you must be unlucky, nosey, or chasing bread crumbs to find the truth of the matter. In which case, you have found it. I intend to give you every resource, unfortunate reader. Every detail to the records I possess, and addendums to where these unfortunate souls are. I couldn't find it within myself to leave things as they were, and I took the initiative to...monitor the statuses of the various surviving subjects of each level within the project.

Allow me to provide context for those who merely stumbled across this database. The F.A.E. Project was an attempt to enhance and manipulate faunus traits, either by using cybernetics to enhance existing skills, talents, and/or gifts, or using gene therapy and surgery to graft traits to other individuals. Costs were initially negotiated to be quite variable, as each level within the project had a different demographic and function, with some being a more 'standard' enhancement, akin to that given to more elite squads, and some being more properly experiments, using willing veterans or volunteers. That was the intention. That was what was proposed and approved. However, as our understanding of our very biology and technical prowess increased, it soon spiraled into what many would call a 'deep science project'. A macabre 'super soldier' program dead set on providing greater and far more disturbing results for the sake of more funding. For the sake of chasing more forbidden knowledge. I would dare call it taboo by the time the project went defunct. Identities were stripped from willing and unwilling participants, and they were given a number to be addressed by. Call it a measure of confidentiality, but really it was to more easily remove them from the world for disposal, should the need arise. Regardless of outcomes, it began with the best of intentions. Improving our armed forces to further combat the enemies of Remnant. To allow superior, dedicated soldiers to be given the necessary, though experimental tools, to fight beyond the normal limitations of the body, and beyond that of even semblances. That was our intention. That was my intention. At the end of it all, we had small victories, but lost far more than necessary within these black sites. Beneath this log are the portals to the various projects. Every detail and my aforementioned addendums. This travesty is among my many regrets, and apologies to the lives lost and tortured will not even begin my atonement.May Oum have mercy on our wretched souls.

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ALPHA PROGRAM OVERVIEW

{For investor disclosure.}Alpha program is the introductory program for our project. The goal of this program is to cheaply, and efficiently, enhance existing high class soldiers with the necessary enhancements to push their skills further. Light enhancements using existing technologies for augments such as exoskeletons or combat implants such as cybernetics. Due to the lack of a need for heavy research, the cost per unit is significantly lower than other products within the program, allowing for a much greater quantity to be spread far further than the higher cost units. There is little to be said about this program, as its simplicity will yield the greatest value to our investors, and to the military at large. The only matter of discussion would be the selection process for candidates. The soldiers selected are the top of their classes and in peak condition in both mind and body, allowing for the quick acclimation of their soon to be permanent augmentations. You could call them 'Ace Presumptives' if you so choose. But, as stated in the briefing, their identities are forfeit, essentially making them free agents, with Atlesian supervision of course...

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Many subjects within the program went to live on relatively normal lives after the project went defunct. This is because they were normal soldiers pulled from a pool of prospective elites. They ended up simply taking their identities back once the program was ended, as they did have lives to return to with exception of one.Alpha Subject 137
Gender: Female
Age at start of program: 19
Age at end: 27
Current age: 37
Height: 5'2"
Weight:███
Date of Birth:██/██/████
Faunus Species: Mantis ShrimpFrom the beginning she was especially peculiar. At a glance she didn't quite seem like a woman. Tomboyish, angled features, small, lean frame, silvery hair, violet eyes, and a slight pearlescence to her pupils. At a glance, and even meeting with her, you would believe she was just a relatively small man. Beneath her military issued fatigues, however, is nothing but pure, dense muscle. Perhaps that was due to her nature as a faunus, though there is no use in speculating. She was a young volunteer straight out of combat school at the ripe young age of 16. Her reasoning was simple. It was easy for her. No dramatic story. She just found military life comically easy for her. In few words, she was lazy. Hardly obeyed commands or instructions from superior officers, to a point I questioned why and how she ended up in the program. I quickly understood with time that the reason she was allowed, was because her laziness was for a reason. She was efficient. Though, also impulsive. Being a striker type fighter, and a small one at that, her dense muscular structure and agility allowed her to be a cannon on two legs. She had no desire to draw out fights or prod defenses. She moved into her opponents in a blink, and struck them with the force of an artillery pieces...metaphorically speaking. Her weapon, she lazily called 'Chromatic Breaker', is her augment. A dust charged, upper body exoskeleton fused to her bone structure to enhance the physical tolerances of her arms and hands. The heavy gauntlets on this skeleton use a system of counterweights and inertial driven force to allow her punches to throw the weights back, and then slam forward to put greater force and mass to each punch. Within this system is a belt of high caliber dust rounds, not unlike those used for hunting large or exotic game. Her semblance, which she calls 'Redirection' is a double edged sword that relies heavily on her skill and aura management. When struch with enough force, she can redirect that kinetic energy or displace her potential energy at the cost of burning off some of her aura. This can allow her to physically return an attack with equal force, or allow quick escapes by displacing her potential energy to be thrown further. Both depend on her physical durability and limits. When given tasks, she would find the shortest, least energy consuming route so she could appease her superiors and return to her hobbies.Art. With a little bit of inquiry I discovered that her trait didn't just manifest in any common aquatic faunus trait, but instead manifested in her eyes. It is known that certain animals see a wide, or narrower spectrum of color depending on species, with Mantis Shrimp being able to see a wider visible light spectrum. I needn't explain further. The way she viewed the world is quite literally outside of my capable perceptions, and because of this she found enjoyment in all forms of art. However, she can't constantly walk with the sensory input, so she had a pair of filtering glasses custom ordered to reduce the amount of blue light she can perceive. I never once saw her without them.As of this log, she is still among the Atlesian ranks, though in a lesser capacity due to her participation in the project, with plans to retire her entirely within the next few years.

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BETA PROGRAM OVERVIEW

{For investor disclosure}Beta program is the beginning on what would become more invasive augments and experimental technologies. These would be a 'premium' product. Harsher selection process, more rigorous training both physical and mental, and they would also be given active combat missions and fieldwork for data collection. The augments given to these individuals will be full limb replacements, however unlike the cybernetics of today, will have completely human looking outer shells for concealment and discretion. The goal of this program is to create an elite, but quiet force capable of reconnaissance, espionage, and if needed, assassination. With the number of crime organizations on the rise, a force like this could easily help unify the kingdoms, and allow them to more easily fixate their forces on our shared enemy. Costs are higher than the previous Alpha program, and research on the specialized outer shells needs to be further conducted, however rest assured that the capabilities of these subject will outclass even veteraned huntsman and huntresses when it comes to one on one combat.Addendum:This program was intentionally misleading. Yes, this was partially true, in regards to controlling the development and spread of organized crime, however, they were also deliberating the toppling of the other kingdoms. Of the subjects, few escaped, and fewer live without constant supervision. One had managed to disappear from the radar some time ago, but I believe I have located him.Beta Subject 33
Gender: Male
Age at start of program: 18
Age at end: 26
Current age: 36
Height: 6'0"
Weight:███
Date of Birth:██/██/████
Faunus Species: Red FoxThe story of Subject 33 is long and varied, with him having lived far too much at such a young age. Originating from a broken home, being particularly problematic with behavioral issues as a result, to escape the system he chose to lie about his age and enter the military at the young age of 15. He was, and I believe still is, an emotionally stunted survivor, with minimal understandings of relationships. In few words, he was average a everything and had a rather simple appearance. However, this isn't an insult. During trials, and historically, everyone has a strength and a weakness. Something that is particularly influenced by personality, biology, and or physiology. He, however, had no glaring strengths or weaknesses to speak of. Every weapon, every skill we taught him, he mastered to the most minimal extent, but mastered nonetheless. We believe this is due to his aforementioned broken home. To survive, to work, you must be able to absorb information and be able to adopt it as quickly as possible, even if it isn't particularly perfect. An admirable quality to have. Teammates called him 'Jack' for this reason. A 'Jack of all Trades'. However, he did have two absolute strengths. Charisma and his unremarkable presence. His silver tongue and obvious wit allowed him to snake out of otherwise tight corners, and his unmemorable nature allowed him to easily slip in and out of heavily occupied areas without so much of a whisper of suspicion. A necessary talent to have for the tasks at hand. As for his appearance, he was, following the trend, average looking. Lean build, short, light brown hair and eyes and a matching tail with a white tuft on its tip. An odd balance of simple charm and 'average joe' that I am unable to put to words. He had no weapon to call his own. Per his words, 'everything is a weapon in the right hands'. His augments became his weapon of choice in a way. Cybernetic limbs were given to him along with strengthened muscle fibers along most of his body to support the weight of his augments. As for a weapon, a simply designed hidden blade was implanted within the forearm. Discreet, simple, lethalHis history within the project is much more noteworthy, in contrast with him and his nature. Within his first year, he had 'mastered' the techniques and skills we wished to teach, and even picked up others that we did not teach. As to how, he said he 'simply listened to what was around him.' Taking bits of information and using deductive reasoning to come to a conclusion. And skills he had yet to properly execute at, he understood in theory, and would later be able to execute. He could likely teach a class on those subjects. After his third, he had completed numerous fieldworks with a near perfect completion rate, though with longer completion windows, unlike his comrades in arms within the program. He also became more emotionally invested, seeming to become more observant of the relationships around him. Within five, he was notorious within the program, and as favorability with instructors and leadership continued, as did eventual jealousy from more impulsive subjects. This resulted in further recklessness, failures, and an unnecessary loss of life that took a toll on him psychologically, to a point he had to even kill his brothers and sisters in arms in combat, due to their attempts to remove him from the picture. And at the end of eight years, at the end of the program, he was already gone. Between the mid point and end of the program, he had killed numerous other subjects, and his direct instructor. Someone he considered like a father. To my current awareness, he became discontent with his life within the program, but as stated, you resign your identity when you join. This event alone began the eventual collapse of the project. What occurred to cause this change of heart and circumstances is only known to him. All I know is that in that time, I believe he was more 'alive' than he had been in years.As of current, he lives under the pseudonym 'Jack Trades'. Perhaps as a reminder of his former life. He lives a simple life as a handyman doing odd jobs, though curiously, his reputation is quite good among his peers.

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DELTA PROGRAM OVERVIEW

{For investor disclosure}The Delta Program was specifically made for neurological studies. It was started to understand teh functions of the brain and how it processes information. By enhancing neurological pathways, we can increase the flow of information, as well as improve memory, reaction time, and overall awareness. The cost of this project is significantly higher than the previous ones and significantly higher risk with higher mortality rate. However, many previously gited subjects have shown promise with their development, being perfect candidates as officers and or strategists. Being able to understand and predict the battlefield in the heat of combat will be necessary and inaluable asset to any fighting force. These subjects will acquire minimal physical augments and recieve more experimental weaponry to be used by other programs within the organization.Addendum:The subjects of this project were all intellectually gifted individuals in various individual ways. Numbers, strategy, simple book or street smarts. Once again, they were volunteers, though not all of them survived the invasive procedures.Delta Subject 20
Gender: Female
Age at start of program: 19
Age at end: 27
Current age: 37
Height: 5'6"
Weight:███
Date of Birth:██/██/████
Faunus Species: Moon JellyfishThere is no dark or unpleasant story to be found in the history of Subject 20. She was raised in a loving home, with present parents. Originally from Menagerie, her family moved to Atlas at request of their daughter in order to join the military. As I am told, she was gifted from birth, which is not uncommon for jellyfish faunus generally. While some may gain a stinging skin or other variable traits of the species, others have a more dense neural pattern. Her reasoning was that she was not physically inclined to be a huntress and believed her skills could be best used in a more organized environment. And with some help, she eventually did join the ranks of the Atlesian Military. Small framed, lithe, and rather baby faced, you could be easily decieved into thinking shes younger than she is. Dark azure hair with pale crescents decorating it and equally blue eyes to match, she certainly looks the part of a moon jellyfish, including some mild bioluminescence in low light. As she did state, she was not physicall inclined to combat. She was too light and not heavily well built. Her skills came from her sharp eyes and stamina, able to spar with the best to a stalemate, using her wit and knowledge to outlast her opponents. A one sided battle turned into an endurance race. However, though capable, it was agreed that her skills were best used in a leadership position. An officer. And as such we assigned her fieldwork overseeing Alpha Program subjects in mock combat. Her inaction within combat did eventually begin to bother her, and as such we gave her an experimental weapon to be given to Gamma Program and beyond. A railgun, she named 'Safe Distance', powered by lightning dust. A single shot specialty cartridge that uses a simple metallic bullet. No dust, just simple kinetic force. She later made some functional modifcations to give it a bladed function as well for close combat, though it was rudimentary. Her semblance was fitting to her skills and position. 'Overclock'. Accelerating cognitive capabilities. To a normal human, this would be a minimal change. Faster reaction times, information processing, etcetera. Post augments, this was a life or death gamble for this Subject. The sensory stimulation would be enough to fry her synapses if she was careless, the acceleration of her mind meant that her body could tear itself apart trying to react to commands. She had nearly died multiple times during her acclimation process.Her augments are simple in the grand scheme of the project, in truth. little was done to her body in terms of reinforcement, as we were not sure how the added strain would affect the nerves and brain. As a result, the only thing we added was a neural lace that created superhighways to certain regions of the brain, able to skip certain steps in processing information, as well as allow for more efficient storage of information and reception of stimulus. The results are a significant reduction in reaction speed bordering on premonition. If given an optimal position and form of communication, she could oversee an entire combat scenario and predict it, if she understands the enemy well enough.She was one of the few to understand what she was a part of, and even managed to bond with subjects from other programs such as Gamma, Beta, and more concerningly, Sigma. She now operates as a freelancer. An unlicensed huntress, taking odd jobs.

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{Gamma program is a matter of utmost secrecy. What is disclosed here shall remain undisclosed investors.}Gamma program is made for the creation of the vanguard. The tip of the spear. Superior in every way to their contemporaries within the military and beyond. Subjects are to be taken from any orphanage and the slums. Healthier bodies are preferred, as they are more malleable. Augments will take easier, they will be easier to train and indoctrinate, and they will heal stronger than they were before. The reasoning for the selected pool is to be able to write off the inevitable casualties. No one will miss one face out of hundreds. And those without families will not have people searching too deeply for them. They will become the sword against our enemies, paired with the Theta program for an impervious defense. Organs, limbs, skeleton...everything will be reinforced, replaced, or enhanced to allow for these subjects to operate on minimal resources, but with maximum effectiveness. Emotions will be unnecessary. Obedience will be absolute. Every method, every skill, every tactic and experimental weapon will be at the disposal of surviving subjects. Expected mortality rate is within acceptable margins.Addendum:
This was our second step into our hubris. Believing all actions were just for just causes. The abduction of innocent children simply because their bodies were more capable of recovering from trauma. Innocence did not live long within this program, and the stubborn were broken, even if it meant subjecting them to the subjects of the Epsilon program. There is only one survivor left, according to active systems. The rest died in stasis. Somehow...I am not surprised that she is the only survivor.Gamma Subject 7
Gender: Female
Age at start of program: 10
Age at end (put in stasis): 18
Current age: 28 (Due to the effects of her stasis, she will not age)
Height: 7'
Weight: ███
Date of birth: ██/██/████
Faunus species: Grey WolfSubject 7 was not even an Atlesian native. She is Menagerian. A failure of awareness on the teams designated to the 'acquisition' of subjects. She was torn from her family, who were in Atlas to simply visit an old family friend. Separated from her family by sheer chance, she ended up in the program. Dark brown hair, highlighted with blonde streaks, a darker Menagerian complexion, warm hazel eyes, her wolf-like ears, and sharp, mature features. By the end, her eyes would become the same shade of gold as lightning dust. In the beginning, she was defiant. Stubborn. Regardless of authority, regardless of punishment, she was noncompliant, but she wasn't foolish. She knew when she could get away with baring fangs, and when she simply couldn't. This quality was the foothold for our 'instructors', and her ferocity is the only reason she was allowed to stay within the program. Such fire is the exact quality we were looking for at the time. She took on education well, either out of interest, or she believed she could use those skills to escape the program, as Beta Subject 33 once did. Things took a turn during the first phase of augmentation. She grew more violent. More drastic measures had to be taken in order to bring her in line, but once she was, the results were more than promising. Such measures, unfortunately, involved her becoming a trial subject for the Epsilon program which would continue for multiple years. Breaking her down to nothing more than a tool, demanding her obedience, torturing her to an extent that her vocal chords were irreparably damaged from her screams, leaving her borderline mute. In the end, she was a willing subject, history all but forgotten. A perfect sword. She had by far the greatest return once she had healed from the initial surgeries to enhance her internal organs. Greater respiratory and cardiovascular efficiency boosted her stamina beyond expectations in combat trials. Light fieldwork became a breeze for her skill level within the first two years. As time went on, phases came and went. The replacement and upgrading of her existing implants and the eventual replacement of her limbs and eyes. Optics enhancing her vision further with a wider spectrum of visible light, bleeding edge combat cybernetics, bone reinforcements, neurological enhancements, even a complete structural overhaul of her spine to support the weight of these changes. The fact she was able to live through all this is testament to her vitality, or perhaps even the stubbornness I once saw. She was beyond our expectations of what one within this unit was capable of. The few subjects before and after her were leagues behind, in spite of their efforts or recoveries, with many dropping out and being stripped and disposed of. What we called a 'necessary measure' for secrecy. Over the years, with testing and field work, the eventual unlocking of her semblance as well, I began to have my doubts of our work, and even the effectiveness of our strategies, if only because Subject 7 continued to give me these glimpses of former humanity. Subtle, little thing that was ignored by colleagues as 'instinctual responses'. She, our perfect, nameless guard dog, was just an ideal tool. Yet why did I sense such static from her?Her augments are a culmination of all prior research in the other programs. In cybernetics, combat enhancements, neurological study, and education of skills and combat strategy. A bleeding edge suite of armored cybernetics and supplementary carapace to armor her organic torso, a replaced jaw with secondary salivary glands to secrete and produce a sealing salve for wounds, clawed fingers, and a bracket that wraps her jawline to affix a filtering combat half mask that covers her nose and mouth. All of it is fueled by a reservoir of lightning dust that flows through channels within her armor and cybernetics. Her semblance, of which I dubbed 'Primal Trigger', causes her to radiate a near tangible aura that triggers one primal fight-or-flight response. It steals attention with urgent immediacy, almost like a taunt. Useful for a close range vanguard like herself, and fitting for what I believe remains within her. Her weapon, of which she called 'Ultimatum', is the final product of our experimental railgun system tested within the Delta program, with some generous modification. The railgun system is incorporated into the sheath of an o katana, allowing the user to draw the blade at speeds unfathomable, with the assistance of a detonated round. This weapon can also transition into its more traditional break action, single shot rifle form for ranged combat. All of this fueled by the existing lightning dust channel system, which locks her hands into place on the sheathe and the handle of the blade, or rifle, itself.Even when we put her in stasis for the final time, I swear to you I still saw a fire that flickered occasionally in her eyes. This vitriol, buried under layers of 'programming'. I dread to see what she may do, should she ever wake. Or what she will do, if she has already woken.

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{Epsilon program is a matter of utmost secrecy. What is disclosed here shall remain undisclosed to investors.}Epsilon program is, what we call, an 'interrogator' program. The specialties of these subjects is specifically and deliberately curated to bend, break, and control individuals. To collect information or manipulate their choices depending on what is needed of them. The objective of this program is to give us an edge against enemies outside of Grimm. And while they may be weaker in combat against Grimm, it is made up for in their