I walk to my office, Intimidate my worthy opponents and grown accustomed to fire people zealously. It has been yonks since I earn the title, Father Mayhem, by the authorities, but it seem out of place for my liking. As yet little is known about me. Maybe due my ability to arrange deals on everything. From supreme courts to black market factions but in some places people describe me as a successful young devil-like person who live in the city, earn loads of cash and spends some of it on fashionable things. My company yield the largest profit in the world. More profit than what the USA can produce in a year.
Today, I got to do a small project to finish up in time and laugh at, but I rather do something a bit brutal. A coffee break. I tried like a billionth time but still can't stand the black liquid mixture. Urghhh. But that exact black mixture helped me stay awake during sun rise so I need to grow accustomed to it. “To regulate your body with new chemicals, you need to drink it once a day or never at all, this will prevail” said my trustee assistant. Next, I need to “Socialize” with a bunch of strangers, not that I care who or what they are. They usually talk about “my life” but I am not a fan of that at all. Talking about life is hard work, I usually elude the conversation the best I can.