Just like a trace of promise contained in the sentence there will be, when searching for black gold thicker than blood along the way, there will also be the blood of companions or irrelevant people. On the way to the big house he dreamed of as a child, he temporarily bowed his head to religion, compromised with his hatred of everyone, and went to find and kill partners. When the son, who is the "family business partner", is deaf, the brother appears as an alternative partner. When he finds out that the new partner he barely trusts is not actually his blood sibling, he kills the man who is piling up for him. When he ends up sitting in the big house painted in sombre tones, he kills the image of his son by confessing to the young man's origins, and finally, the cat-like rat kills a priest who doesn't need any reason to kill. They died at his hands while murmuring or shouting "we are friends". In a barbarous and equally hopeful land, he does not need any belief outside the subject, nor does he need any god or man as a sustenance outside his heart. As his own king, he walked alone towards the corner of the house in his childhood, which capital gave him a violent self-confidence. It's just that this refusal and killing of his companions pushed him to the top and also to madness, just like when he met an oil tycoon, he seemed to be stabbed in a fury: "Don't teach me to run my own family."
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