Names don’t matter. People do. If you talk to me, take some letter from the alphabet, I’m fine with that, ever have been.
I’ve lost more than I’ve won, but that’s okay. Not that I’m poor or somethin’. But for every Eddie I earned in this colossal shit show of a city, it took a few drops from my warm thick heart blood. I’m not your friend nor will I ever be. All friends I ever had are dead or gone, so try not becoming one – for your own sanity and safety. Well, except Nibbles, I guess. That cat is a true survival artist, never underestimate her.
I’ve seen the abyss that lurks beneath the very surface you walk on, always ready to suck you in and spit your bones out a split second later. And boy, does it go deep. The moment you fall in, you won’t immediately realize it. But it’s free fall all the way down and while you’re falling, everything – literally fucking everything - will be stripped away from you until the bare self of you, completely naked and hapless, remains. And just in this very moment you’ll recognize all the razor-sharp teeth around you, beneath you. Countless numbers of teeth that slice the flesh off your bones until nothing is left, long before you’ll hit the ground finally.
What might be still there of you then is your sheer will to survive. If you went through all this and still didn’t die – then you’re up for the real shit show. It will deconstruct you innerself and recreate you as something else like a weird painting full of blood, gore with all its disgusting colors. Well, people will love that pic of you, it will be mezmerizing and they’ll praise it. But you won’t be able to recognize yourself anymore at this point.
So, you wanna become a rock-star, a fucking legend?
Have fun.
And I like the letter V. Reminds me of someone I liked a long time ago.
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Thank you, CD Project RED. This game just blew my mind, it's pure art.