I live in the illustrious city of Detroit. I chose this city for a few various reasons, the rent is cheap, the food is good, and most importantly my work has me stationed here. While I know it sounds morally grey to sell off brand medication to strangers, there are a surprisingly large amount of customers. I do have the decency to make sure that I don't sell the very addictive drugs to customers, narcotics need to be managed by hospitals or those who have intense chronic pain. But I'm getting beside myself, my home is just a humble 1 bedroom apartment. It is a bit cramped and dirty, but when I'm out so much for work or to enjoy myself I don't use it as more than a place to rest my head.
I'm a door to door salesman who sells off brand drugs that my company produces. It might sound shady at first but our goal is to make medication more accessible to the public and I hope to help ease the pain of those who have illnesses. The job doesn't pay the most since these drugs are cheaper than what's typically on the market, but I have a minor gun hobby and I spend my time collecting guns and liquor. In my off time recently I have experimented with trying to make my own medication or to invent a new drug with my funds.
Disease is a stain upon the pages of humanity. Throughout history humanity has suffered various plagues and incurable diseases and have caused countless billions to suffer the pain of death. My goal is to eradicate all disease and bring humanity as a whole to a new golden age of opportunity without the shackles of illness to hold even the weakest of us back. To do this I think I might even push myself to the limit and possibly get unwilling subjects if necessary to test medication I make so I can maybe even cure death. As someone who values human life its hard to even imagine killing for this, but if my back is to the wall and I must, I think I can take the dive and become a murderer. After all in the grand scheme of saving humanity a few drops in the bucket won't stop me from curing mankind.
The most defining event in my life was when I visited a hospital when I was a young boy. My father had become ill at the time and we were visiting, however I ended up becoming lost and ended up wandering to where terminally ill patients resided. I consider it my most misfortunate and eye opening moment as I met a young boy around my age with stage 5 cancer, and I befriended him only to tragically see him pass away. It had traumatized me for a long time and I realized I needed to do something with my life. I'm not sure what clicked in me to not become a doctor but fate must've guided me to pick this job and help those who couldn't afford the egregious prices most hospitals charge.