As he watched the four dice appear in a bloom of light, Mark shivered. This was...

Amazing? Impossible? Awesome. Terrifying. There was seemingly incredible power at his finger tips. Could he become stronger and faster, more durable, more intelligent, than any other human being? He could...he could finally BE the absolute best. He could finally be perfect, and be worthy of all the praise that had been heaped on him. He could finally satisfy his parents. He could fix every problem life threw at him. If his lack of skill--social or technical--was holding him back from getting a job, he could change it. If his lack of good looks was keeping him from being able to talk to a smoking hot girl, he could change it. Money, power...he never cared much about fame, most celebrities seemed like idiots, but influence, hell yes he cared about influence. Maybe he could finally feel like he was making a difference in the world. Maybe he could somehow use the power of the dice to change things. Could he fix the economy? Could he fix the corrupt government? Could he fix society?

[i]Society is the reflection of the humans who created it. All humans are flawed creatures, even me. But unlike me, most other people don't bother trying to fix their flaws. And there are some people...

There are some people who would be better off wiped from the earth.[/i]

"No. Dr. Robert taught me better than that."

All his life, his parents had pushed him to be better than anyone else. He hadn't always met their expectations...but to the average person, even a little bit of competence was often seen as a big deal. In school, teachers had congratulated him for high scores and merits. In karate, his classmates and sensei had praised his skill, his diligence, his passion. And he had begun to see himself as superior. He was smarter than others, even if he wasn't the strongest. He'd told himself that he just wasn't a neanderthal, that he was better than the jocks and the preps. And he could still improve his physical strength through his martial arts. But then he got his first taste of the real world and had learned that he wasn't any better than anyone else. It had almost destroyed him.

His therapist had been one of the three people in his life--his older sister, and then his sensei--that he felt "got" him. And Dr. Robert had opened up entirely new routes of thinking for him. He didn't have to be like that anymore. He didn't HAVE to be the best, and even if he wanted to, he only had to be as good as he WANTED to be.

"Forget changing the rest of it. I'm going to change [i]me[/i]. Like Ghandi said. Be the change you wish to see in the world."

He suddenly remembered he wasn't alone anymore. Boy, his usual habits of thinking out loud were going to get embarrassing. He looked at the phone and saw X's new message. 

"The [i]dice[/i] like me? You speak as if they're sentient." [b]He rolled all four of the dice.[/b] "Anyway...I suppose I should just shower and then go out and about or something. But another question occurs. Every game has rules, right? And given the "Big Brother" vibe you give off, and the potential for misuse of the power of the dice, I'm assuming something bad happens if a Player breaks the rules for this particular game. Does this app come with a manual or something?"