A man can have anything, if he is willing to sacrifice. With your birth comes a solemn vow, you will have nothing. Your privilege is the dirt. In the darkness, only ambition will guide you. The oath you swear, the promises you make, they are yours alone. Your freedom will be the wars you wage. Your birth right, the losses you suffer. Your entitlement, the pain you endure. And when darkness finds you, you will face it alone.
Honestly, I was hoping to narrow down who you are by your response, but I can imagine that reply coming from literally everyone still active at this place (except for that one guy I already ruled out).
Also, these days, I seem to be putting more work into my NPCs than Smarts himself, and they all have fresh, meaty, live brains primed for liquefaction.