Sometimes I like to forget about my birthday. Thinking about it only brings back memories of when I turned 16 and Venjix bots were attacking the world. I got separated from my friends, my parents were MIA, and after my butler died, it was just me. I was alone. I had to fight off the grinders myself and make my way into the city of Corinth. That was six years ago. It seems like a lifetime ago and just like yesterday all at the same time. Happy birthday to me.