**A MAN CALLED X**
"I am best known by the name X, a letter whose significance is known to fewer than nine people. It's not just a letter for decoration or amusement; it holds immense importance, especially for those who excel in the realm of intellect. This letter stands to conceal the value of something that cannot be seen or accessed by everyone. It requires someone with extraordinary abilities to comprehend its true meaning. Those versed in mathematics understand the significance of this letter."
"I am akin to that letter. In my world, I may be the most valuable letter, surpassing any other in the world beyond the ordinary sight of humans accustomed to using their eyes for watching sports and idle gossip. Though not entirely certain, I may be the most significant figure in my world. That's why I bear the letter X, which requires one to think six times beyond the average human mind."
"In my world, which I represent, there are five people only. However, these five may equate to millions. I'm not exaggerating to boost my standing; it serves no purpose since no one has the capability to see or know me until perhaps later when my days approach their end. But that's our reality. We are immensely fearsome, and in this world, I may be the second most frightening human being. You might wonder why I claim to be the second most terrifying. Who is the first? Don't be in a hurry; perhaps one day you'll know. He is the human I refer to as the boss or the leader, whose age matches mine. I never thought of calling my contemporary a boss, but I have no choice. I prefer to call him that because he deserves it, not because he was favored."
"THE TOXIC is our main emblem, perhaps one of the most recognizable symbols worldwide, but only a few of us truly understand its significance. In that word TOXIC, right in the middle, is the X, representing me. Now, let's proceed slowly so that you understand why I said I am the most important person in this world and why my letter was placed prominently, distinguishing me from others in our terrifying world."
"I, X, am not my birth name, nor did I ever consider being called by that name, if I'm not mistaken, as I recall nothing significant in my life other than my names, my country, a few people, and the thing that made me known as X. There are times I experience severe headaches and feel that things come and go in my head, but I never remember them. I feel like a completely different person, and those around me know me, but I fail to understand if this isn't me, then who is, and who is this person I perceive as me? Every time I try to hurt myself to trouble myself, I wish for a painful death due to the headaches I experience."
"My birth name is Edmund; that's the only thing I remember vividly from my past. I don't know who my parents are, whether I have siblings or any close relatives to consider as a comforting family. In short, I know nothing beyond a few details that I will share with you shortly. I am Tanzi by birth, and I can never forget this because even where I am today is to fight for my country. I know I'm here to ensure the safety of our country's lives; that's why I was sacrificed here. At the CIA, they know me as Craig Monero, a young man from Mexico. They believe I have mixed parents due to my memory loss; my mother was American, but my father was Mexican."
"This is not true, and to this day, I wonder how this could have happened, but I still don't understand. Being Mexican is ordinary to me because I underwent facial reconstruction surgery during the Sinapei the Cartel and Cartel Denaloa feud. I'm not here in the CIA for fame or to sell my identity; I'm here for a very difficult government job, which I can now say I've completed about 90%; there's very little left to finish. Within the next four months, I'll wrap everything up, and all that remains is to meet my leader and tell him everything about what caused the sacrifice of so many lives for me."
"Regarding my citizenship, I remember only three things: my birth name, the important task that brought me to the CIA, and, most importantly, I remember the faces and names of only nine people. Beyond that, I don't remember anything else. But in Mexico, I remember a lot. I was a very famous drug dealer there, and I used to party in clubs every day with women. Here in the CIA, I am one of the most trusted people now, but there's one thing that still raises many questions about me. The CIA was surprised to find out that my father was Tanzi, and they made fake documents to convince them that I had applied for American citizenship and decided to be an ordinary soldier here. Even if I die, they'll still send me back home and honor me for serving their army. That's where they fell into the soft trap of deceit, and the trap sprung back on them."
“I am a very dangerous person, perhaps more so than the word suggests. However, there is only one person before whom I am quite ordinary. I now call him 'boss,' even though he is just an ordinary young man like myself. I say ordinary because he is human and will die someday, but he is not ordinary when you meet him. If you think of him as such, you will fail miserably, and what happens to you will not be my fault. This man, his body has reached a point where it no longer feels pain; he is extremely tough. He lives with implants in his body as if his body is no longer his. His name is Jason, and he is my leader. He is the Director of National Security in my country and leads us in this terrifying world.”
“At one point, I thought he was given the letter 'T'—standing for TEAM LEADER—through favoritism, as he leads our group of five. So, I decided to test him. If I found him weak that day, I wouldn’t accept being led by someone weaker than me. I was very dangerous in combat then, and I didn’t think anyone with ordinary bones from a small, insignificant nation could compete with me—a man who constantly risked his life fighting fierce agents within the CIA. That day, however, I lost one of my right ribs. I was beaten unconscious for three days before waking up and breathing like a normal human being. I couldn't believe it and had to delve into his life history. The life I discovered about him and his time in the German army left me terrified.”
“He doesn’t have his own DNA in his body; he lives with implanted DNA. That’s why I said he lives with implants. He is a terrifying person. In our world, known as the FIVE POISONED SERIAL KILLERS, he is the MAIN SERIAL KILLER. Now, due to a grave mistake—those who killed his family—he is seeking revenge with horrific killings that no human witnessing them will live peacefully afterward. He calls himself the INNOCENT KILLER because he never harms someone who isn’t involved. He exacts ruthless revenge on those who provoke him, claiming that he kills without guilt because they bring it upon themselves. Otherwise, he wouldn’t harm anyone.”
“I have much to tell the world about our lives, but I don’t think it’s the right time to reveal everything.“