Novel & Cerita Greed And Power

I have felt what it feels like to have men trembling at my feet and I also know what it feels like to be helpless and at the mercy of strangers, those with both good and bad intentions. The thing about gaining power is that it leaves you yearning for more. I first wanted to have just one meal every other day, then when that came, I wanted two meals, then I got greedy and wanted three square meals every single day. Then I wanted money, then people who would obey me and now I want an empire.

“Problems only happen when you start devouring outta greed. It doesn’t really matter what you’re after - money, things, lives, power. If you eat up a lot of it, you’re gonna hurt the hell out of a lot of others in the process. And I can’t abide by that, not even a little bit. Shit really angers me deep down. Like, blood boiling, can’t control my trigger finger angry. “If greed was a person I could evaporate with my gun, I wouldn’t even hesitate to pull the trigger on them. Not even for a fraction of a second.”

His fear of turning evil from having greed for power had made him lose sight of the reason he came to rule the world as he did. Of course he knew as a dracion it was far easier to lose oneself to greed. He had experienced the excessive greed once or twice though he was always able to pull himself back and not lose focus of his goal of helping others. He smiled rly to himself. He was already greedy, he wanted to help everyone but to keep his greed in check he couldn’t help many in fact at times because of his inaction he brought more harm than good to others.

Many years ago, when the earth was still a civilized place, the life within would start to destroy itself because of the basic, yet the powerful feeling of greed. The development of science reached a point where genetics could create life easily, so governments around the globe created "monsters" with dragon/dinosaur-like bodies which could resist most of the weapons created by mankind. These biological weapons started developing special abilities related to nature. There was a point where humanity couldn't restrain their instincts, and they broke free.

Killing was a second nature to them, a simple chore, and I doubted they even felt like they were doing something wrong. The nuns in the church were right all along; greed and power are a consuming fire. They turn humans into monsters, making them do absolutely anything to fill their endless desires. The prime, horrific example of that saying was sitting right in front of me, at the head of a table of murderers.

The city sparkled under the morning sun, a perfect disguise for corruption and greed. It was the reason my father bought this building. Power was important to him. At all costs. Though I couldn’t argue the benefits of it. He’d probably shit himself if he was still alive and could see how far I grew the Macklemore empire. He was always greedy for money and power.

He had also seen firsthand just how deep greed and obsession could run in the hearts of the living. When he spoke again, it came from the bottom of that understanding. "But none of them want what they say they want. It was never about protecting the people or keeping things fair. What they're after is the power—the kind where you can do whatever you please, control every living thing in the three realms, and decide who lives or dies with a single word.

"As long as you like it. The wealth and power of the Power Group are more than enough to keep you in luxury for the rest of your life without ever having to look at anyone else's face. As long as you stay obediently by my side and fulfill your duties well, then the things that originally belonged to you but were stolen by others... I can take them all back with a mere flick of my hand, making them pay a hundredfold." That steely declaration of ultimate indulgence hit Conal’s newly sparked greed like a bucket of ice water, while simultaneously tearing Edna's already twisted envy to shreds. From the hidden corner on the other side, the clattering clash of silverware revealed just how panicked

They tell that man and desire are one unity because in fact that desire is always in man. It could be wealth, power, respect from others, office, anything. That desire depends so much on the person, but no matter how much they have, they will never be satisfied because people are greedy. But you always say that in this life I must not be greedy, to be grateful for what I have because greed is sin. I try, I try not to be greedy. But recently, I’ve become more greedy, indeed though I know I shouldn’t be.

“I am running out of patience.” Greed visibly swallows. And through that, I know that I have succeeded in intimidating him. “Answer me. Why are you here?” Greed shrugs. “Because I want to.” “Greed!” I growl. “I figured you were stronger than Lust.” He blurts out. “The wings alone say how strong you are compared to Lust. And I knew you would give me a better position of power than Lust could ever give. So, I switched sides.” He continues. “I want power. And you will give me that. Not Lust. That is why I have come to serve you.”