I have lost my way in this world of black and white. Rage consumes my every
thought; my only desire, to have the recognition I deserve. The city is my
empire of steel and concrete. Its streets are etched into my mind;
there is not an alleyway I do not know. Honorable men, the ones your father
tells you about with reverence, shudder at the thought of me. Respectable women
suppress thoughts of me as they lay in bed at night. The person I wished to
become has been smothered and replaced by an unfeeling machine; I have become
the Resurrection Man. My aspirations
have lead me to a world where only those who are willing to embrace their inner
sins succeed. Lust, Greed, and Pride permeate throughout my city until every
last soul is infected. This new landscape is where I thrive. Just as John Dillinger
rose to fame through violence and fear, I too shall be known in time for my
deeds. There is no turning back; I cannot turn around from the place I am going
to where I've been. The person I was is dead and gone, I have lost my life and all
that remains are memories.
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