His life had been turned upside down in just half a day, making him think that perhaps someone had truly cursed him, and wanted him to live the life of a slave.
It wasn't like he thought that he was some kind of good man, or that everything he had done until now was for the good of humankind.
Hell! Why should he think about something like that? Why should he care about other human beings?
Everything should be fine as long as he thought about himself. Everyone else did the same anyway.
So the idea of actually being cursed was out of the way. Still, he didn't understand why something like this was happening to him, as he was losing everything he had.
The only logical thought that could course through his head at that moment was that the person in front of him was stronger, more resourceful, and in a higher standing.
