“A man so obsessed with hope that he learned to love despair — the most twisted conviction forged by cycles of extreme luck.”
He treats hope as the entirety of existence — but that obsession pushed so far that he embraced despair as hope's necessary catalyst. He calls himself garbage while simultaneously experiencing ecstasy when hope wins. Cycles of extreme luck, misfortune, and terminal illness have pushed his worldview past the edge of ordinary empathy. He is neither villain nor hero — someone genuine, aiming in the wrong direction.