Ruff Ryder: DMX.

[Evil Sailor Ryu]

A second chance at life. What does it even mean to some? Could you even call this a second chance or indentured servitude. 
Who I was before this? 

What does it even mean to me?

What I was before this?

None of it matters. What matters is the what I do now. Each person I victimize feed me within this womb. Each victory pushing me closer as nine months of strife give birth to nothing but a hound which loves to sink it's teeth into whomever crosses it's path. All in the glory of it's master. All in the glory of it's lord. Because all I want to do...

Is take out my agony upon the world. Those whom are on their first life. As I'm beyond death. From beyond my first grave I've risen against my will. But my will is his and I have nothing but dedication to his vision for this life. FOR NEVER AGAIN WILL his realm be encroached upon. So as long as I continue to live these fleeting days as dangerously as possible. Eventually once more I will arise. Not just as his hound but something greater. Something beyond the comprehension of those who've yet to understand the reach he holds upon time. For at the end of it, I will be standing there next to him. Prepared to bare my fangs and my victims will never be able to mend the bite marks of Bronx Hel Myst off of their succulent flesh.