Then you better sit down, it's a long story. My dad was a dealer, who supplied to my mother. Daddy räped mother, mother got pregnant and killed dad. She then sold me when I was young to a slaver. That's why I have a cereal number in place of a name. Anyways, I was forced to work. I killed the slaver at 16, and was taken in by dealers. They got me in touch with my girlfriend, who made me a damned cyborg. She got high, tried to kill me, and I killed her. The dealers seen this, and tried to kill me. I killed them, and found my mother. She tried to kill me while high, so I killed her. Drugs killed everyone I ever cared about, and dealers supply that shit. There. My story.
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