The plan had been simple, and Chiron guided the hands of fate as he saw fit.
He used the natural, most basic elements of human endeavor to achieve the desired result, all at the same time capturing the desire of the human nature.
He played on greed, want and now, he was playing on loneliness.
Naturally, all that had happened so far was Chiron's doing, and the old woman at the corner trying her best to bring him back to life was yet again another victim of his games.
To say the truth, she was rather lucky. At least, she was useful.
There was an old saying in his former world that: No matter how chaotic it looks, human beings are actually more organized than they think or know.
Chiron took mazimum advantage of the old woman's routine, fleshing out her need for sustenance, but at the same time, he did not just hand over himself to her.
No! Instead he applied the need she had in her life to be of importance.
