Born with Asperger's, Blue made his way through life with all the colours of a blank canvas. Porus to the behaviours of those who looked to take advantage of his honestly, Blue became a picture that better reflected society, rather than himself. Being a man more, unassuming, rather than gullible, Blue had long laid a plan where he would seek his revenge on those that tried to taint his mind. However, the final actions on a world he was destined to not understand might not be that of his own. Twenty-six letters of the alphabet, and twenty-six colours later, would Blue show the world the man he really was. Or had the world already made him into something he was never meant to be? Blue had been Blue for so long now, he no longer knew if that was his real name, or just his state of mind. Even his shadow had glints of aqua on occasion as he swam - or was that sunk - his way through life knowing only too well that whatever the future might hold, the one certainty it would have was that it would be coloured with a shade of Blue.