DEMISE

[So guess who has had sometime to look over you Death City, to watch you move and breathe and feast upon each other like ravenous dogs. Yes, he declared his judgement on the city from the get go but he was willing to hold out on passing judgement and speaking to the plethera of mongrels before he could weigh his facts correctly. There's still some things about the city that he doesn't like, nor will ever like considering that he is who he is and a man of his caliber does have standards afterall. But that doesn't answer the question that he's been wondering, the question that he has yet to ask.]

This place, it has yet to change. Such a barren wasteland, with such intrigue yet little potential.  Funny how it should mirror the state of the world we originate. 

Tell me, lowlifes, what is it that you fight for? What is it that drives you? A man in my position is curious as to wants of those of the lower class. And I am curious enough to listen.

The more entertaining and worth while the objective the better.