"I acknowledge the greatness of your people who can hack my chips, what do you want from a child like me?" asked Darren.
"I want to give some gifts to that genius brain, some personality might be able to make you even greater at working as a successor to Camorra," one man explained.
"Uncle, do you want to give DID to me? Like you did to my mom a few years ago?" ask Darren for sure.
"What do you know about me, little boy?"
"Marlon Cosa Nostra, an Italian mafia, owns territory in Sicily and beyond. You are notorious for being targeted or experimented on. Having a lot of biological weapons as well as homemade weapons, you have one that you always carry with you wherever you go, and that weapon is now under that suit. You like to play with bitches, even your concubines so much that you yourself forget their names --" Darren's speech was stifled as Marlon's hand closed his mouth.