In my time, I have traveled through the depths of time and space. I have scoured the wastelands of the world in search of a father I never truly knew. I have single-handedly battled armies of undead soldiers in a desperate attempt to save Germany. I have liberated France, I have overthrown the Vietnamese government, and I have exposed the imposter president of the USA. I have been betrayed by those I have called friends, and have murdered the entire British army in an attempt to prove my innocence. I have claimed the titles of several wrestling championships. I have become the champion of numerous street racing leagues. I have defended Reach against the Covenant forces. I have ridden into battle with nothing but a broken stick to defend myself. I have defeated demons, destroyed gods, and overcome death. And yet somehow, I still feel as though my adventures have only begun....
