With my eye locked gaze, manipulative tongue & sensual tone; I pull your strings. Weak. Vulnerable. Helpless. You have no use for a mind, a sense of true body, or spirit. What good are these things, to a mere Puppet after all? The deeper I stare, the harder you fall. I awaken you Puppet, for I am your Master. The Master you've been searching for to bring you life. Purpose. For so long now you've had to play pretend to the outside world, wearing the skin of a man. But a man, you are not.