In 1994, I went to the Las Vegas strip with my lovely wife, Lorraine. It was in this trip that I conceived my first child, Daxter. I am glad to have started my own family, but the next year I learned that she was cheating on me all along. I remember the flashing neon lights of the vegas strip, where I spent my days in a drunken stupor.

I lived like this for fourty-seven years until this game reached out to me and showed me the light. I am glad to have recovered from my longterm alcoholism.