Hello, Stranger. You may not know me, but I am far beyond that. Sometimes things just turn against you. You just don't see why it happens. Maybe hate? Maybe betrayal. Maybe even corruption? The world is a horrible place. A horrible place for me to be in. You and the other people are always the same. Greedy, Mean, and Evil. I am sick of it. If somebody is going to fix this world, it's going to be me. Not you. Not anybody else. Just me. See you in 2027 or so. - Frank
