Putting a squiggle on a piece of paper, remember - you cannot cut out what was written with a pen with an ax. As a young fool, I succumbed to greed and without thinking I sold my research institute... soul. The terms of the deal were wonderful - money now and soul later when I die. But did I know that after 22 years of my journey to greatness, this is how it will turn out? Not alive or dead - I am now one of the gears of a project to colonise the New World. But I do not intend to put up with this...