How would you feel if you woke up in the morning and glanced in the mirror, and saw death staring back at you.

That's how my life works.

My name is Jak. My best friend is Daxter, Dax for short. He's an Ottsel. It..was mostly my fault that he's an Ottsel, because I accidentally knocked him into a pool of Dark Eco.

Dark Eco.

The horror that lies in me is because of that.

Ah. I see I'm getting away from the subject..

And yet, I'm still on it, because I had Dark Eco pumped into me for two years.

Two gloriously horrible, wonderfull..painfull years.

And now I'm split.

I have another person in me.

No, He isn't a person. Not exactly..

He's more of a monster..

He loves to kill..

But...at the same time, so do I.

I guess it's because of him.

Maybe.

But it could be because I'm trapped in this city..

I never have liked it.

It's cold..

I got used to it though..

Had to.

If I didn't, I would die..

And that's that.

Every time I look in the mirror..

Bam.

Zero at the bone.

It's a frightening thing, to know that you're going to go out today, and kill someone.

Several someone's, if your..lucky?

Yeah.

Lucky..

Because if you don't kill

you will be killed.

I know..Cause I've seen it..

That, and I was the one doing the killing..

I can't really remember anything..

Well..

Anything when I'm..Him.

Him.

I really don't know who He is.

Actually..

I do know..

He is me..

He is what I have always wanted..

And

Always feared.

But now that I have it.

I'm not so sure I want it anymore..

It hurts..

To change, that is.

He doesn't care who or what he kills

Just as long as he gets his rush.

Sometimes I can't control him.

I'm always afraid of when I might loose it completely..

Cause I've seen the aftermath of it all.

And it isn't pretty.

Hm..

There's that feeling again.

That unquellable feeling of hatred.

You'd best run before it happens.

You're still here.

Goodbye.