Character: Logan

- We need to be called.
Well, not really.
- Maybe "the four horsemen of the world"?
- No.
- I have an idea! "The four horsemen, the overcomer of the Apocalypse"!
- No.
- Why is it so?
- Well, let's start with the fact that the five of us.
- O.
- You forgot to count yourself?
- There is such a thing.

Sometimes some little thing can change your life. No time to blink, something happens when you don't expect. All your future plans change, and who knows where it will lead you. It is a journey in life, our search for the light. But sometimes, to find the light one must pass through darkness. At least, that's what happened to me.

This is my Albion. City of this earth will bow before me or burn. The mountains of this earth submit to my will or fall. This is my Albion. His people will obey me or perish. Its future will be written by me or by anyone. I have seen what needs to be done, and nothing will stop me. We will increase our greatness, we will increase our strength, whatever it takes. This is my Albion, and I will destroy him but will not give to anyone.

Everyone has their own destiny, but not everyone decides to follow it. I was lucky ‒ I trusted my destiny.

- We were not lucky to live in a time when we need to think about the future, planning your next vacation. The world is full of meanness. It was not so arranged, but he was. And now we're back to the law of the jungle. All were divided into predators and victims.
- Do you think could change that?
- With your help.

Joel Solinski. This guy has a wife with three children, ex-wife and his two mistress and two girlfriends. The wives have their own homes, the mistress's apartment,
and all in the car. All for the salary of the harbormaster.
- I guess the ending of your story. He looks to the side, while
the smugglers get rid of the burden.

My mother said that can happen all of that you can imagine.
Can you believe it?
- Ever thought why bad things happen. I just know that they are. Now I'm trying to figure out how to live with the consequences.

- I know they made me. The designer label around my neck to prove it.
- The technical term for you is "Chimera".
Yes. The creature, like in mythology. The head of a lion, body of a goat. The soup base.

I couldn't get you out of my head.
- You need to throw a lot more.