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[i][b]I’m dying.[/b][/i]

I have done everything in my power to stop it, but it wasn’t enough. All the years that my company has devoted to scientific advancement, to helping people…to curing disease….

They say that there is nothing that can be done. They say that I should accept this, that I’ve tried everything. Despite my best efforts, my body is shutting down, my insides liquefying within me, even as I stand here watching the city that I love crumble. I will die knowing that I’ve failed my city in ways that most people can’t even imagine. I’ve made mistakes, and I will answer to those when I meet my Maker. Though some of my actions may have been foolhardy, I had only the best intentions. 

But you know what they say about the Highway to Hell and good intentions. 

It was a mistake to allow a shipment of advanced weaponry to fall into the hands of street gangs. Though I knew that there would be some civilian casualties that resulted from the turf war that would be enhanced by my guns, which were more or less hand held blaster cannons, I thought it was a small price to pay for the gangs to eradicate themselves.I believed that the sacrifice of a few would outweigh the benefit to the many, that their sacrifice would be for the greater good.

 Unfortunately, I was wrong.

Very wrong. 

While at the time I was infuriated when one of Lost Haven’s masked vigilantes destroyed my stockpile of weapons, costing my company over half a billion dollars in losses, I’ve come to realize that it was for the best, and I’ve done a lot to in the time that’s passed since then to make amends for my past sins. However, in some ways I feel that it is too little too late. 

When I first received my diagnosis, I thought that the doctors were fools. There was nothing that I couldn’t fix. I’d never even heard of Snyder’s Disease, and up until that day I’d thought that I’d heard of everything. However, I was ignorant about Snyder’s Disease because it is exceedingly rare, having only been known to have affected twelve people in history. Soon after I learned of my illness, I shifted the focus of RenCo to finding a cure. The experiments we conducted ran the gamut from DNA manipulation to gene splicing. Not even human cloning was off the table, yet the results were…varied. 

The last experiment before this so-called Pax Metahumana crisis was both a success and a stunning failure. The result of that experiment was an amazing display of how far science has advanced, and proved that RenCo would be on the forefront of scientific advance for years to come. However, the subject of that experiment was…unstable. 

Still, I was left with hope. There is no cure for Snyder’s Disease, but I am determined to leave no stone unturned in my search for that cure. Once that cure is discovered, I will personally lead the charge to eradicate disease the world over. I may have caused great harm to countless people in a misguided attempt to help, but I will make things right. 

I am dying.

But I’m not dead yet.