The End and The Beginning

"It's possible."

Everything that I yearned for and worked for, was only possible before of effort and tedious planning.

I made myself like this to become successful, to become one big giant that held the society in the center of my palm.

Everything was ruled by me, almost, but others were against it so.

Monopolizing a business block was not enough, I created more and more companies, hired more pseudo-owners with skills to run them.

Under my well-known name, I realized that I was the wealthiest man in the world. A fact that amazed some, and was envied by most.

I knew the eyes that pried on me were hostile, setting up security that almost choked my freedom.

It was my life that wanton danger, and to think that every cartel that had existed was after my head.

It must have been because of the decision I made way back.

A decision to not involve me with any underground organization.

Just so they can protect me and bring down any competitors in my line of work in exchange for sponsoring them.

That was not how I wanted everything to work. I wanted to fight fairly against everyone. I wanted to strive, not to cheat.

I refused the lowly methods they wanted to afflict me with.

I might be taking advantage of people, but I was no killer. If possible, I didn't want to kill anyone.

However, things are different when you are involved with them.

They will try every single thing to take down everyone who will stand in their way.

I realized that no money would be able to prevent that.

I doomed myself.

"Time for you to hand over the crown, Maximilian."

It was night. I carelessly let myself be without guards in my car.

A gun was pointed at the back of my head. It was an assassin sent by a certain organization. The most known almost by everyone by a single name.

"Shadow."

That was his identity. An identity even the organizations know, however, I knew who this man was, and I wouldn't let that become the last words I will ever say.

"I will see you in hell, brother."

Killed by the hands of my blood, I was powerlessly killed by the infamous assassin.

If hell exists, I will seek him.

I will rise above and show him what it is truly like to become a weakling.