My life has been rich and full. I'm an architect, a construction builder, a businessman, an electrician, and a politician. I have a wife, and four beautiful children. I designed half of my cities metro systems, buildings, the political system, and I know the law inside out. But, as I sit here looking out the window into the green fields, coated with bright flowers and bushed and trees, I hope that one day my misdemeanours might actually be worth something. It's easy for someone to be able try to do the right thing, but end up doing it for the wrong reasons. Power gets to your head, you strive to live a full and rich life, care for the people you love. Yet, you still end up being hunted? Or being chased. This is my last story. My last run. My last trek, because after all I've done, all I've achieved, all I've helped to build and destroy, I've learnt one thing.
You can't run from fate.
You can't destroy the beast. You can't hide. You can't run. You can't bring down what you created. You can't stop advancements. And you definitely can't stop the Devil.
