My name is Linden Scott. If you've heard of me, it's probably because of some stupid stuff like "barking" or "oinking," or because of my signature line: "Damn the Astral Express, don't you dare leave!" That's fine. I don't care what you think of me. After all, I'm a lone wolf. The Scott family crest is a lone wolf, and our family motto is "No enemies, no friends, only prey." Ever since I could walk, I understood one thing: feelings are useless. Credits are what matter. When I was five, playing flying stickball, I deliberately broke the leg of the kid competing with me for team captain
