It doesn't mean what you think...being the one. It's not a parade on a Saturday morning through a rainfall of confetti. It's not a trophy or a warm hug or a life spent in a mansion on a hill.Being the one is being hunted. It's torment. It's realizing there is no one you have ever trusted who can look you in the eye. Or maybe there is no one you have ever trusted at all.The System will find you if you're the one. Or they already have. And maybe the Syndicate can help. Or maybe they can't.There is one constant. It is you and your partner. Forget everything else. Forget everything.