Yo. It's me, Tyler.
Kekeke.
This time, though? I'm not just Tyler.
I'm Crow now.
Yeah. The villain persona. The chaos bringer. The "bad guy"—whatever the hell that means anymore.
Kekekekek.
Cool, right?
So, here's the deal. I'm looking to recruit again. But not just anyone this time.
Not some misunderstood soul or tragic genius with a sob story.
No.
This time... I want a criminal. A real one. Someone who's done shit so awful that even I wouldn't feel bad if I had to kill them. Or leave them behind. Or feed them to the machine.
I want the kind of person no one cries for. The kind that society already gave up on.
...Wait.
(Why did I think of that?)
Am I—
Am I becoming a monster?
...
Kekekeke.
No.
I am a monster.
That's the point.
This world made me this way. And now I'm recruiting monsters. Not to save the world. Not to destroy it either.
I'm in the slum.
