I always loved money. Money, money, money... It's the only thing in my head. I did, do and will do anything for money. I started the company in the USA which turned into a giant. I became rich, very rich. My happiness wasn't destined to last for a long time. During the Third World War, I lost everything... The company went bankrupt. The shareholders blamed me for their loss. The government wanted their taxes. I didn't have anything. So, I committed suicide. I embraced the nothingness.