What have I become. Something of the un-real. I never knew the powers I possessed; these capabilities. Only in the fantasy world of cinema and comic books could I ever imagine super human abilities. But this, what I have have, is far beyond the rational of an any pre-existing phenomenon known to man-kind; Best described as an imaginations reality. Its very difficult to explain. I used to have these repeating dreams about this silver God that kept me in captivity. As much as I hated this omnipotent, it taught me to open my mind. It began with little things such as flying and gliding, onto much bigger things such as transformation. In my dreams I eventually overcame this omnipotent, kind of like when the little brother ends up becoming much bigger than the big brother that used to bully him, except in this case much bigger. I remember celebrating freedom by flying figure eights around galaxies, and being back at the same place I began within seconds. It was not untill many years later from end of these dreams when my powers were used in real life, that is in the event this life really is even real. It all began with a crime of immense passion; a murder.

Chapter 2.

Don't be Mean, be Meaningful.