IN THE DARKEST CORNER. IN THE CENTER OF DEFEAT, AMONG THE DESPAIRED. I'M NOT EVEN AWARE, WHO OR WHAT I'M COMPETING AGAINST. OR FOR WHAT CAUSE, IN THE CLAWS OF THE ONES WITHOUT HEART. WE'RE SHAPED TO FIT IN. BRED INTO COERCION WITHOUT FREE WILL. THAT'S HOW IT WORKS IN THE LAND OF THE CURSED. THE UNQUENCHABLE THIRST IN THE LAND OF THE CURSED. MAKE A CAREER AT ANY COST, AND YOU'LL GET ON TOP AT SOMEONE ELSES LOSS. AND IF YOU FAIL YOU HAVEN'T TRIED ENOUGH, 'CAUSE IN THIS WORLD YOU HAVE TO MAKE YOUR OWN LUCK. THERE'S NO SAFETY, THERE'S NO TRUST, SO DON'T EXPECT HELP IF YOU'RE GETTING FUCKED. THIS IS WHERE FUTURE PLANS DIE YOUNG. I AM ONE OF THE UNCERTAIN ONES.