They all had illustrious pasts, a decisive willingness to achieve their goals by any means, ambition beyond the ordinary... and a fading faith and desire for control as time passed.
If nothing unexpected happens, his lifespan would not be less than that guy's, and if he wanted, there would be no problem in living indefinitely.
It's hard for him not to worry that one day in the future, he would become someone he once despised.
The future is unknowable.
But one thing is certain, if it happens, almost no one could stop him...
This is true from both a power and strength perspective.
It is both his cloak and his cocoon.
Atlant understood the expression on Caesar's face, nodded slightly, and said with certainty.
"You are overthinking, sir. I believe that if it is you, you will definitely not become like that."
Caesar waved his hand, chuckled softly, "No need to flatter me. I often reflect on whether I am sometimes too stubborn... or perhaps, too controlling."
