10:34pm 28/07/2011
 
mood: sad
Why is it that when you do something good, something bad always happens?

I took part of an experiment. The man who chose me because of who I was, was killed.

I want to be a soldier, I become their stage monkey.

I save my best friend, I let him die later.

I save New York, I wake up 70 years later.

Who knows what the next chapter of my destiny will hold. But this guy in an eye patch says I can be part of a team to save the world.		  
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