Another week has passed. I am totally healed. My body feels better than ever. Probably because all of the rest.

I never rested. When I was in middle school, I worked my butt off. High school was the same. Then the experiment happened and I was dismissed.

The project was scrapped so I should have been dead. But I was called a failure and they thought I would not say a word about it to anyone.

I didn’t and no one would believe it in the first place. And then high school ended. I began working even harder. But my parents ran off on me.

I was sold and became married. Got divorced because many things happened. And I escaped from this country because the government was hunting me.

I spent five whole years traveling and sometimes working as a part time assassin.

And now, I am getting a much deserved rest. I have reunited with my wife whom I thought had divorced me but she didn’t. My childhood friend who was actually in love with me.

And my good friend who saved my butt in India. And even my