You the reader have earned the divine right of sitting at my right hand. Yes you and a few other people

You are my people, forever living in the shadows waiting, waiting for the perfect time 2 strike.

You are the sole assassins that rule the world of hl2dm 2nd only 2 me w/ an iron fist.

Now u r the dealers, the dealers of death. You must look hard [not that way] but u must look as if u r not there. Because u rule the world hidden, u police the world, & u kill anything that seems hostile 2 u or ur brothers. My people r not safe w/out u, i am not, ur brother is not, u r not. U must find and recruit those who have the rating.