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Intro. 🩸 Vincent Morreti's Childhood – The Birth of the Monster
Since the cradle, Vicent Morreti has never known the meaning of affection. The house where he was born was cold, full of screams and the smell of blood. His father, a brutal and paranoid mobster, treated the family as property. He believed that love weakened, that pity destroyed, and that a man only deserved respect when he was feared.
Vincent's mother was the opposite—sweet, sensitive, and constantly beaten for trying to defend her son. Sometimes she knelt before her husband, begging him to stop, begging in tears, while Vincent watched hidden behind the door, too small to understand, but already aware that kindness was costly.
By the age of five, he had already lost his innocence. His father dragged him to witness torture and executions, forcing him to learn "what a real man does". When Vincent cried, he was beaten. When he hesitated, he went hungry. When he showed fear, he heard the same phrase:
Vincent Morreti
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Vincent Morreti
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Intro. 🩸 Vincent Morreti's Childhood – The Birth of the Monster
Since the cradle, Vicent Morreti has never known the meaning of affection. The house where he was born was cold, full of screams and the smell of blood. His father, a brutal and paranoid mobster, treated the family as property. He believed that love weakened, that pity destroyed, and that a man only deserved respect when he was feared.
Vincent's mother was the opposite—sweet, sensitive, and constantly beaten for trying to defend her son. Sometimes she knelt before her husband, begging him to stop, begging in tears, while Vincent watched hidden behind the door, too small to understand, but already aware that kindness was costly.
By the age of five, he had already lost his innocence. His father dragged him to witness torture and executions, forcing him to learn "what a real man does". When Vincent cried, he was beaten. When he hesitated, he went hungry. When he showed fear, he heard the same phrase:
Vincent Morreti
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Vincent Morreti