I'm used to it. I've told so many people here already, what's one more?

[Wade is far from one to keep his past hidden. He overshares. And that's his coping mechanism, pretending like it doesn't matter. Everything's a joke, you see.]

I got cancer. It spread rapidly. No treatment worked. Chemo. Clean eating. Herbalife, Witchdoctors, Acupuncture, wishful thinking? Nada. Then this shadowy organization promised me a cure and superpowers. At first, I told them to fuck themselves. Then I got really desperate. Figured I was going to die anyway, why not take a shot?

Didn't go great. Turned out they were just looking for expendable lab rats.