How The Games Began

They whisper about "nature versus nurture," don't they? A pointless debate. Are monsters born, or are they made? I can't speak for the others, but for me, the answer is simple: I've always been this way. Empathy? A foreign concept. Emotion? A weakness I do not possess. My purpose is singular, my desire pure: to inflict pain.

My work began in Boston, a proving ground for my particular art. However, a change in circumstances led me to New York, with its endless supply of vibrant, naive youth....