Character: Revolver Ocelot

Any truth sooner or later turns into fiction. The problem is that fiction inspires stronger than the facts.

- Are you going to fight with the world?
- What's wrong with that? To fight against the world...

- From this point on it - snake. He himself believes it.
- My personal phantom, so...
Boss, the whole world wants your head. Don't worry, he can handle it. Go rather.
- We will meet again.
- Right.

Rumors and preconceptions about people sometimes start to live your life. First you create a legend, then it falls into the public consciousness, and then begins to change and distort with the slightest of rumors. Before you know it, and people can already see some phantoms.

- Someday will come the era of the sons of Big Boss. Most likely, they will want to settle the score. We need to create this era. Each of us has a part to play. We need to lay the Foundation of the revolution, headed by both the Boss and real, and Ghost.
- No... To hell with the Big Boss. I'll make a Ghost and his sons stronger to send them to the Boss fight. And for this... I will continue to play its role.
You know... Sooner or later there will be only one Boss. For the second Boss in this world has no place. His sons also destined to one day fight each other. If ever you come back to "code", I am going to help another son. And then we'll be enemies. One of us will have to kill the other.
I don't mind. I'm ready for a new era. But until then we have to live in the world.