(Game date: 6/3/2021 - Campaign "season" finale)
(A broadcast entreating everyone in the city to shut down their ImagiNet BANlinks is immediately followed by this slam poem, entitled "Confession," was broadcast from a pre-recording, with a heavy techno beat track, during a live feed of a battle which took place within the city's Core Tower. It was tagged with username "GoldenBoy".
The livestream continues. The plea to shut down ImagiNet, and why, continues on a loop throughout the battle.)
My first crime was privilege - born to golden crown and throne.
Second was self-centered youth, blind to all pain save my own.
I convicted my blood of crimes in my mind, without benefit of jury,
Then stole from my future, investing in fantasies, like I had no worries.
Abet a cop-killer, help a terrorist escape,
Corruption of a minor, betray a team-mate,
I've done it all, I have no shame.
Gamed the courts for private gain. (just like a suit)
Grand theft auto? Child's play. I do that in my sleep.
Give me something worth waking for - like secrets buried deep.
I'll perpetrate it. Confiscate it. Automate it.
So prideful I refused a Dragon to his face.
No moldy blood-sucker put me in my place. (fool)
Faced avatars, demons, immortals, gods,
And still believe that I can cheat the odds.
I'm the biggest mass murderer since the Fall,
Except for the One who betrayed us all.
And this may be my biggest sin:
I still believe I'm better than him;
That all my crimes are justified.
Sanctified. Certified. Electrified.
Now I agitate at the Core of a corrupt state.
Against Fate, with my mates, we will open the Gate.
History will judge us all.
For the People to Rise, the Towers must Fall.
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