In John's dreams, he used to be a hero, like in the myths. He always knew they were dreams, because his friends were there with him: Bobby, Marie, everyone, all playing their part.

Sometimes, he was Odysseus, or Achilles, praised by all. Other times, he was Jason, and his friends were Argonauts, and he was going to be a king.

John decided to become a villain the day he finally realized that his dreams would never be real - that he would never be a hero. After all, recognition for the wrong reasons was better than none at all. Wasn't it?