Wait For My Quintillion Coins

Waking up at Merlyn's apartment after his harrowing encounter with his gunmen, Drake found himself in what felt like another nightmarish scenario. He was gearing up to confront Merlyn about the ridiculous conversation he overheard on the balcony, but something even more unsettling caught his attention: his own reflection.

"Why do I look like this?" he wondered aloud, baffled by his own image. His eyes were weary, adorned with dark circles underneath, making him resemble a tired panda. His skin appeared parched and pallid, as if it had never known hydration, and his hair was a mess. Unkempt facial hair concealed Drake's normally handsome features, a consequence of the exhausting life he had endured.

It was as if he were peering at his former self in the mirror, serving as a stark reminder of the wretched existence he had before.