I live in the Future War Cult penthouse suite at the Tower on the second floor. My name is [b]Bateman-5[/b]. I’m 324 years old. I believe in taking care of myself, and a balanced loadout and a rigorous Nightfall routine. In the morning, if my inventory is a little lacking, I’ll use the [i][b]Finest[/b][/i] of Matterweaves while doing my weekly Gambit games. I can do a [i][b]hundred[/b][/i] now without wanting to kill myself. After the Matterweave, I use a special [i][b]all-natural[/b][/i] Glimmer Shower. In the shower I run several Grandmaster Nightfalls, then a few Crucible games, and to top it all off a red border run of the King's Fall raid with [i][b]only[/b][/i] 1825+ randoms. Then I apply a Concentrated Mattergem which I leave on while I prepare the rest of my routine. I always run my raids with the Day 1 emblem on, because normal raid emblems aren't skilled and make you look bad. I then run Deep Stone Crypt, then a legend-difficulty Dares of Eternity followed by a final Root of Nightmares run. There is an idea of a Bateman-5. Some kind of abstraction. But there is no real me. Only an entity. Something illusory. And though I can hide my Ghost, and you can shake my Sunbracers and feel a hand gripping yours, and maybe you can even sense our guardians are probably comparable, I simply am not there.