"Yeah..." [b]He pressed his forehead against the glass, which fogged up with each breath be took [/b] "You know I almost died two weeks ago? I was battling this wanna be god that claimed the powers of a fallen hero. And we battled. It ended with me getting stabbed through the chest, even got the scars to prove it. I was dying. And then, I lived. I was saved by some guy I don't know. And the man I fought, I cut his head off..." [b]He sighed, further fogging up the mirror [/b] "I should retire to a beach house. Get away from everything."