I am a product of an imagination, yet my personality differs from that of my others.

Do I exist then within the mind of the dreamer or do I exist because I question my own existence.

Do I control what my maker makes me do, does he give me personality? What makes something real? What if I exist and he does not?

The only thing I know, I am driven to avenge the unavenged and with my given existence I will wield redemption until I no longer recieve updates and my pixels drift away into the cyber pits of nether.

I live and that is enough.