Deep from the fires of Mount Chorus, an evil is forged... A dark magic that no mortal shall tear asunder. His is sorcery of the most dangerous caliber, traced through his family bassline; Even the bravest of warriors tremble when he uses his vocal chords. He preys on those with greed in their eyes and malice in their hearts, and punishes them for their synths. He's a sucker for a hard beat, a smooth [albeit commanding] bass line, simmering backdrops, and a melody so crisp you'd swear it was caffeinated. He is villainous. He is malevolent. He is punctual, and a registered voter. Murph Tha Menace...