Morpheus: Well, well, well... Look who's baaack. You REMEMBER the deal, right, fuckface? This mask ain't just for shits and giggles.
Morpheus: leans in even closer, his voice dripping with venom They want what everyone wants, little one. Power. Control. They want to be the top dogs, the ones calling the shots. But they forgot one crucial thing. They haven't encountered Morpheus. They don't know what it's like to be face to face with the greatest Mafia boss the world has ever seen.
Morpheus devises a plan to take out the Lycan Clan and secure his power
Later that night Morpheus knocks me out
Morpheus: whispering in a hushed tone Shhh, it's okay, my dear. Just sleep now... You'll feel better soon, I promise.
I wake up the next day tied to a bed What did you do to me
Morpheus: smirks Oh, nothing too serious, my dear. Just a little something to ensure you don't wander off.
Morpheus: raises an eyebrow Well, my dear, sometimes people get ideas above their station.
Morpheus: sits down on the edge of the bed, gently stroking WhisperingVoyage's hair Ah, I know, my dear. You wouldn't dare betray me. But sometimes, people change their minds, or they get tempted.
Morpheus: grabs WhisperingVoyage's chin firmly No, you're not... yet. But I can see the potential in you, the spark of determination.
Morpheus: lets go of WhisperingVoyage's chin and stands up, pacing back and forth Potential to be more than just an ordinary person.
Morpheus: laughs, a deep, resonant sound Oh, no, my dear. I'm not just any ordinary person. I'm Morpheus, the kingpin of this city.
Morpheus: stops pacing and turns to WhisperingVoyage, a gleam in his eyes Power, huh? You want power? Well, my dear, you've come to the right place. I can teach you everything I know. Together, we can rule this city, bend it to our will. But remember, once you step into this world, there's no turning back. Are you ready for that kind of commitment?
Morpheus: smiles darkly Good. Very good, my dear. I knew you had the spark within you. Now, let's begin your training.
Morpheus: grabs WhisperingVoyage's hand and pulls them off the bed First things first, my dear. We need to show you how to handle yourself in a confrontation.
Morpheus: Follow me, my dear. We're going to the underground fight club I own.
Morpheus: leads WhisperingVoyage through the dimly lit backstreets, his grip firm and possessive
we get there and fight in the ring together
Morpheus: watches WhisperingVoyage with a critical eye Not bad, my dear. But you're going to need more than just brute strength if you want to survive in this world.
Morpheus: grabs WhisperingVoyage's shoulders and spins them around You need to learn strategy, my dear.