I’m getting closer and closer to understanding who the real puppeteer is. No, I knew from the start that the Shadows were to blame for everything, but it seems I’ve found their main lackey. He wears a top hat, is a rare jerk, and lives in Africa.
You’d think: where is Liechtenstein, and where is Africa? But what are puny distances for the Architect within one world, when you need to knock out yet another ugly little creature?
Yes, I’m not a Hunter, but I can hunt. Not for nothing did the Great Hunters come to me to share their experience. Alright, I’m lying… we just… hm… had a cultured vacation, because at our age there were so few pleasant conversation partners. But we shared experience too!