The suit was my dream creation, and my last chance to live. Now it has fused to my body, after I got struck by a bolt of lightning. Yet for all its, strange drawbacks I was somehow still alive. Almost for the first time, since disease had wracked me since I was a child. Maybe the lightning bolt, was my version of the phoenix’s fire. It was a random stroke of fortune, but it was my rebirth. Now I live as a man, trapped in a machine.