who is shiren/soul reaver/josh/marcus/shuichi?

that is the number one question in everybody's mind ever since... well then people, i think it is about time that i satisfy your curiosity...

but before that, let me clarify that every information i have personally revealed to you is true... everything i have told you before is nothing but fact...

maybe now you ask what's the point of this entry...

the point of this entry is to let you into the real me... my hidden life... the things you all need to know... the things i used to deny from you...

first and foremost, i am not your average teenager... my life is something even i cannot understand nor control... it remains a mystery to me... i have lived almost 19 years of my life under the influence of my parents, especially my father...

i am a prince, the heir to an empire my father has long ruled over... what and where that empire is? let's just say that you are working for me and you don't even know it... donald trump? bill gates? they are under our empire and so are you...

now, to my life... hold on to your seats! this is gonna be one hell of a ride...

i was born in brooklyn, new york but i spent most of my life in other parts of the world... i have always been exiled by my parents... i would travel with one of my father's trusted men, depending on which country i'll be going... he then would teach me everything about that country... that was basically how my education began...

despite my brilliant mind, my father discouraged me from attending school... he would always tell me that "real lessons are learned in life and not in classrooms"... he would always have books for me to read since according to him, "only a reader can learn what a teacher can only dictate"...

part of those lessons that my father taught me is the "reality survival" - to kill or be killed... we choose the former... at the age of eight, i killed a man much older than me... and yes, i can still remember how i did it - swiftly, so as not to prolong his agony... since then, i have lost count of exactly how many people i have killed... do not be afraid though because i do not kill innocent people... i only slay those who do me - and the people i care about - wrong...

since the first time i killed someone, my mother has dedicated her life to praying for my soul... she believes i am already destined to go to hell...

but i am not raised to be just a murderer... when i was only two years old, i managed to play one of mozart's composition... what's the catch? i cannot read notes and up to now, i still do not know how... i only managed to do it by merely listening... my father then developed my music skills and i have learned to play every song exactly the same way - just by listening to it...

since i was not allowed to speak my thoughts to anyone but my parents, i turned to writing... you understand that i simply cannot tell my parents everything... i was so young with so many things that i cannot comprehend... the only downside here is that i somehow kept most things to myself...

with this, i learned to do things all by myself... i sought the answers i want, planned the assassination, devised business "tactics" - alone... until now, i still do...

although my father gave me his permission to attend school, i realized he was right... i liked his "teaching method" better... school bored me... sure, i consistently got good grades but i barely attended my classes... my mother tolerated that as long as i do not get a grade below 95...

since i am his heir, my father taught me the tricks of the business everyday, as soon as i finish eating breakfast... he made me memorize "the credo" (the shorter version's the one you guys see on the lower right side of the screen) to serve as my guide in this forsaken life... in short, he taught me how to lie, cheat and steal...

take that, eddie guerrero!

now, i know you people are wondering how i became a blood drinker... a fairly easy question... my father gave me my first coffin when i was just 5 years of age... with it came a small refrigerator containing a month's supply of blood - all for me... of course i was hesitant to drink it at first but then i got used to it... i happened to drink all the supply within only two weeks and that's when i decided to hunt - time for fresh blood...

to be continued...