Gio walks out into the park and place down an old Milk crate and steps up on it preparing to give his goodbyes to a world that has all but seen to pass him by 

*this world is not meant for the likes of me these old bones of mine just don't seem to work and have the same pull as they used to, after seeing 7 of my loved families rise to power only to be lead to the mindless slaughter that is war in our beloved lands he has come to learn that the new world is not one that he is cut out of anymore. 

I have made many a friend and a few foe along the way and the knowledge that I have could bring down more than most know, but I am a man of honour and I will take those secrets to my grave

I smile as I look out at the crowd of no one who and everyone who just walked by the old rambling man on a milk crate 

he pulls his trust .45 out of his pocket that hs been with him since the start

places it to his head

pulls the trigger