You remember very little of your old life. You were born in a speeding, rattling, time-travelling hunk of junk and raised lovingly by a clan of ninjas. As a child, you took pride in bending silverware with your mind, but it soon became obvious that you were meant for bigger things. That's where your photographic memory came in. It was essential in the quest for peace. Your time for greatness is here. Vengeance is yours!
