[Donald's Perspective]
I found that the cruel truth that Henry is the MASTER wasn't as unacceptable to me as I had imagined.
Perhaps it's because I've experienced too much of this lately, I've developed some sort of bizarre immunity to it.
In just half a year, I've undergone four unforgettable betrayals, beginning with my former capable assistant and excellent member of the personal guard force, Angel, followed by my childhood friend Austin, and now...
Now my own mother and my only brother have joined forces to rebel against me! In fact, at the moment I confirmed Henry was the MASTER, I doubted myself for a second. I wondered why everyone around me keeps betraying me one after another. Could it be my own fault?
Maybe, as Henry said before, I've just been in the honey pot for too long and forgotten how cruel the world really is?
