Grandiloquence

-Epilogue-

Sum up all the fuckups you were responsible for and you'll have a pretty good idea why the heck you've been put in this world. If not, we are defined by our errors, the kind of mistakes we are able to commit, the sort of evil we can cause.
Everything else is a bonus.
So, mingle with me in the next life of mine, you're all invited. Reinventing oneself is making all-new mistakes.
So, what d'ya have for me to mess up with?