[Signal Link\\Video Begins] A man steps away from the camera and begins to speak. He wears a mask and an assortment of other armor. A table lies behind him, and on it is a cage but his body obscures what is within. "My name is Toland. You've probably heard something of me. I have been called many things and though few of them are kind, even fewer of them are unearned. Some call me madman, and they avoid me and whisper about me. Some call me genius, and they worship me. Some call me simly Shattered Man, and perhaps they are right." He looked down and seemed to become lost in thought for a moment. "As to the truth of those names, well I've long been of the belief that all extraordinary people are mad to some degree or another." The man began to pace back and forth in front of the camera, revealing the creature in the cage. It is a winged reptillian creature, and it watches Toland menacingly. "I peeked under the skirts, per-se, of the universe and I found a truth there. Rather, I found THE truth there. The truth to all there was, is, and will ever be. Believe me mad if you will, but that truth is actually an age old saying." He stopped pacing, and approached the camera. "Winning is EVERYTHING, NOTHING else matters. Let no one tell you differently." He took a deep breath and resumed pacing, but at a more frantic pace. He also began to wring his hands feverishly as he walked back and forth. "The brutal truth is that at the end of the day, to the victor goes the spoils, not to mention the right to draw breath. Everyone cannot win, and though there may be nearly infinite space, resources my dear viewer are most certainly finite. For something to BE, it means that something else is NOT. This fact means that in life there is only victory and achieving it by any means necessary." Toland stopped and stared at the camera again. "Today, I finally have my means." Toland had been positioned in front of the reptillian creature, but he stepped away from it flourishing his hand, "I give to you one of the last living Ahamkara!" He giggled with glee. The Ahamkara still stared at him unwaveringly, eyes aglow with red hatred. Toland walked out of the edge of the camera's range, and came back carrying two parcels under his arms. He held up the first bundle and unwrapped it. "This," he said, "took me quite a bit of effort to obtain. It is the head of a Hive witch of considerable power, freshly gathered." He placed his grisly trophy on the top of the Ahamkara's cage, and began unwrapping the second parcel. His demeanor calmed for a time, and he stared at the unwrapped gun he held in his hands."This," he said somberly, "is the favored weapon of my son, who was recently slain." After a few moments staring at the gun in his hands, he looked back up at the camera. "With these things, and the knowledge that I hold I will forge a weapon of insurmountable power. It will be the means with which my own victory is obtained. Now that all I loved is gone, nothing else matters." [Recording Ends\\Signal Cut] Part 2 link: http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/78848753/0/0/1 ------------------------ More to come on this one! If you reply saying you like it I'll notify you when I post more! I welcome [u]constructive[/u] criticism! Bump to share! ^_^ Thorn/Last Word Back Story (complete) https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/75736860/0/0 Tale of Kabr http://www.Bungie.net/en/Forum/post/75332648/0/0 Heroes of the Twilight Gap https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/81128446 Short story I wrote (not related to Destiny) http://www.wattpad.com/story/17685659-troubled-travels Coming Soon Super Good Advice: Words To Die By Cryptarch ' s Secret