Synopsis
From birth, emotions were difficult. Empathy, specifically — I simply didn't have it.
I knew I was different. I knew if I kept going that way, something would eventually go very wrong.
Then at some point I started having dreams where I lived inside other people's lives. A hired soldier. A s*ave. An artist. One after another. Through those dreams I got good at nearly everything.
There is no role in this world I can't play.
