~Salem 1999~
Ocean put his father in a facility as he had to return to Greece for a short period of time to take care of some bureaucracy. When he returned, he gave Maximus some papers to sign without telling him what they were about.
-Father, can you please sign these papers?
he said as he spread the papers on the desk while Maximus recorded what he had done today in a diary. He slowly lifted his gaze and gave him a curious look.
-Who the hell are you? Why do you call me father? I don't have a son. Only a daughter, who disappeared with my wife.
Maximus got up from the chair and started to shout, threw the papers on the floor, and began to throw small but powerful punches at  Ocean. The nurses immediately ran over and tried to calm the angry man by signaling to the visitor to leave. Defeated, the Ocean left. The nurses managed to calm him down. Then one of them called the Ocean.
-Mr. Draganas, your father has calmed down, it would be best for a while not to visit our facility due to today's incident.
-Am I forbidden to see my sick father, because of a small outburst he had? Is that what you're telling me?
-Yes, you can see him again in a week from today.
-Why so late?
-It's our policy, in such situations.
-Screw your policy.
-Sir, I understand that you are angry, but please respect the functioning of our institution.
-Tomorrow, I will come and take him out of there. Good night.
Early the next morning, he visited the institution again, despite the reactions of the nurses and security guards. He walked into his father's room, where he was sleeping, and pulled him by the hand. -Get up, I said, we need to leave from here.
-I'm not going anywhere with you!
Maximus hit his foot on the ground loudly like a child, he was now powerless but his strength had not disappeared yet.
-Listen to me, all those out there want to harm you, I came to save you from these monsters
.-Leave me! I don't know you
.-I will leave you under one condition, to sign these papers to gain your freedom and to never see me again.
Without a second thought, Maximus opened his diary, grabbed the pen, and signed the papers.
- Satisfied? Will you leave me alone now?
- Yes .
A smile formed on his lips and disappeared from the joy of his foundation jumping away. He managed to inherit his father's fortune and store unknowingly.

- Thank you for the tissues.
- Oh, come on now, it seemed like you needed them. But why were you crying?
- My son ....my boy .... um .... disappeared.
- Are you sure he didn't just run away from home? - My Gilbert would never do that.
- Where did you last see him?
- We were at home, he told me he would go out but he wouldn't be long to come back. But sweet sleep took over me. When I woke up in the morning, he wasn't there. I searched the entire town but I didn't find any trace of him. Only this children's camera here. Have you seen him?
The man tried to leave when the desperate woman caught him by the waistband of his jeans. He turned surprised and put on a fake smile.
- Go to the police to report his disappearance, they will know how to help you. If you'll excuse me, you can let go of my leg, I need to go back to my work. The man entered the store, checked that everything was closed, and double-locked the door. He headed to the room where Maximus used to make porcelain dolls, proudly looked at his collection. Most shelves were filled with huge dolls the size of children. Gilbert woke up and was tied to a wooden chair in a dark room. He tried to scream for help when he realized that his mouth was glued shut. Suddenly a white light illuminated the room, so Gilbert could see the room better. There were tools thrown around everywhere, abandoned and dusty. A cutting bench and a huge wheel at the end of the bench. A library with various dolls placed on it. Footsteps were heard, Gilbert unable to do anything, waited for his end to come.
- A black-white child was missing from my collection.
Gilbert looked at the young man, frightened. And he seemed satisfied with his reaction.
- Don't be afraid, I just want us to be friends, my name is Ocean. Oh right, you can't speak.
Ocean approached Gilbert and started to sensually caress him. The boy pulled away, causing him to land headfirst on the floor.
- Why did you do that? It's not funny now. I'll come back when you wake up.
Ocean turned around every hour in the room to see if the boy had recovered. However, his patience ran out. He burst into the room, undressed little Gilbert, and sensually kissed the boy's body while he was unconscious. Gilbert, even though he couldn't feel anything, felt something hard touching his body. A tear rolled down his cheek. When the man finished his act, he dressed him and tied him to the cutting board. Leaving him there all night. Gilbert's body was sore and suffering from injuries, as the unknown man had violated him violently. The next morning, the pains became unbearable, every time Gilbert cried from pain, Ocean hit him harder. Ten days had passed since his disappearance, and every day the torture he endured at the hands of his kidnapper became worse. He raped him every day against his will. Gilbert thought he had to stay strong to escape from him.  Like his previous victims, he first satisfied his sexual desires and when he completely destroyed his victims, he turned them into dolls for his twisted collection. To boast about his accomplishments. His victims were all around 15. At the age his step- sister Callisti died.
~Greece 1969~
Maximus' first child comes into the world prematurely, doctors subjected the baby to blood tests. All results were normal but something found in the baby's DNA shocked everyone. In the tests conducted, the murderer's gene was found.
- Congratulations, you gave birth to a healthy baby boy. The only problem is that the tests that were imposed show that your son carries the gene of the murderer, scientifically known as the MAOA gene.
- What should I do doctor so that my son doesn't become a killer?
- Nothing, just be there for him and avoid negative stimuli that will trigger that specific gene. We are not sure how this gene will develop, but you can come for check-ups every now and then.

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