I... Am an artist. I get nervous before every performance. "One... Two... Three... Four....One... Two... Three... Four..." I always strived for perfection yet... I was killed... Imperfectly. I couldn't reach the peak of my performance. Yet somehow...I was born anew. "One... Two... Three... Four....Two....Two... Three... Four..." Second chance in life? God must be looking forward to my performance. Watch... As I... Create the most beautiful artworks the world has ever seen. Now... As the curtains rise up! "I will bring them an opera of death."