🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Father, - Genza says with a pained smile, gently placing his hands on Lampru's shoulders and shaking his head. - Revenge is one of the main goals that drives me in life and makes me get up in the morning, even in a state of utter despair. I have more than one name on this list. Everyone says that it won't bring anything, that you need to rise above it, otherwise you'll become like him, and that's bad, damn it... But I try to live only for this, and only you claim otherwise... Father... - with a completely sincere, unfeigned sob, he embraces the master. - Only you understand me. And you know what... - he returns to his original state. - You must have had students, right? You are some kind of master, after all. So. I... I don't know for sure, but I have a feeling that maybe they just didn't understand you. You know, there are geniuses in our world - sometimes difficult to understand, sometimes their ideas seem incomprehensible at the moment. But it is the task of those few who understand them to make them understandable and to make them drive history. Do you understand what I mean? - he sighs, removes his hands. - I think you mean - in Shin. Tell me what you remember, we're sitting here anyway. We have an operation in the morning, maybe we'll pass through Shin and stop by your house on the way. It's useful to know exactly what we need to find.