i never gave much thought to how i would die. of if i would be killed. i guess the gods had a sick, twisted humor and decided to kill me by murder. but what i didn't know it i would come back. stronger then ever. invisible to the world around me. power no one has ever seen. maybe, it was planed like this. or maybe i'm a knot in the system. an error. nothing more then a powerful ghost. but again, why was i put in the world of aliens? a note on my shirt saying i have deeds that needed to be done. oh what i would give for freedom.