The world is against you. All of humanity calls for your downfall, your punishment, your death. Billions scream for your blood as they scramble to survive, to thrive, to do anything at all. A few have attempted to kill you, but so far all have failed thanks to your security team.

In truth, you can hardly blame them. After all, your profit off of their hard work and diligence. But who cares what happens to a few million —or billion— people, as long as they keep bringing in revenue? You are the richest person on earth, after all.