After I was abandoned at an orphanage when I was 2 days old, I learned not to expect much of this world. The nuns did a good job of raising me, but they couldn't be there at night when I cried myself to sleep as the other kids mercilessly teased and taunted me. I ran away when I was 8 and lived underneath a bridge, where I was mitigated upon by vagrants and sexually abused by the local wildlife. It wasn't until I met a one eyed mutt named Guardian, that I knew what love was. He died when I was only ten years old because I didn't know any better and I tried to mail him to a soldier overseas. I blamed myself for days. I spent the next several years helping the elderly and visiting them to cheer them up. That's where I met a one eyed dementia patient named Pete, Marcus, and sometimes Buzz Aldrin depending on the day and his medication schedule. I saved up all the little money I could earn to buy him redbull. He introduced me to Destiny and I finally found a community where I belonged. We would play and explore with each other until late in the night...sometimes we even played Destiny too! It was on such a night, that we finally defeated Crota (Pete/Marcus/Buzz kept forgetting to shoot the glass). As Crota went down and glimmer fell about us in the game, Pete/Marcus/Buzz fell to the ground clutching his chest..."the taken king...defeat him". He then soiled himself and died. He left me his xbox one in his will and a single game... Destiny! I know I will defeat the taken king... I just don't know how I'll come up with the funds to buy the expansion. Working at a shelter for sexually abused, one eyed rescue dogs doesn't pay much. Use your codes on someone who really needs them...I know I'll find a way to defeat the taken king...if this degenerative eye condition doesn't take my sight first. Stay frosty guardians!