Sometimes the most beautiful thing in the world is nothing at all, the emptiness, the void. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, or not at all, perhaps it shall regress. If the unknown is frightening, what is beyond fear itself? I propose to you the hideous empty, the vacuum of lost souls in a whirlwind of victorious death is where darkness resides. I can think of nothing more beautiful and tragic. These are the places that I dwell, somewhere between the melancholy and destitute, the majesty and recluse is sweet home to me. Born out of this truth is The Gutwrenching Cyborg, for he is the harbinger of The Future.