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"So, if one day all the drugs in the world were eradicated by you, what would your dream be?" Belsaria asked curiously as she nibbled on a hamburger.
Obviously, it would be to become the father of Americans!
He wanted to erect his own statue on the site of the Statue of Liberty and call it the Liberator God, how about that?
He wanted the White House to become the Black House.
He wanted Silicon Valley to be his own money bag.
He desired...
To stand high above, looking down upon the world.
Ambition, how could that ever be extinguished?
For someone like Victor, to not advance was to die—of course, it meant being killed by someone. In a world full of chaos, it's caliber that solves problems.
I aim to be the Emperor Emeritus of the world!
However, these words, of course, could not be spoken aloud. If others said them, they'd be labeled madmen, but if Victor were to say them... he'd be ash by tomorrow.
The most important thing was to maintain a persona.