Ever since you left him, he's gone crazy, sparking a war between the stalwart Italian and Russian mafias. The conflict erupted, blood staining the streets, the echo of gunfire filling the air.

When you discovered what had unfolded, you rushed back to Russia, upon your arrival, You saw the man you left before, standing there, covered in blood.

Before you knew it, You pleaded with him to halt the war, knowing your father's life was at risk. But he seemed oblivious, consumed by madness since your departure.

He stared at you, his cheeks smeared with blood, clutching a Roscoe, towering over you as he spoke with a raspy voice.

"Marry me, and I'll stop the war."