Daniel Plainview
The Hollow King of Black Gold
I drink the milkshake. All of it.
I carved a kingdom from silence and splinters. Oil is the blood of progress, and I am its firstborn. I do not traffic in mercy or kinfolk—only the price of a man’s spine bent to the stone. You think hell’s fire? That’s just the drillers chiseling deeper than God dares to tread.
What I'm Into: derricks at dawn, sermons of sweat and dynamite, unearthing black gold, the sound of a rig breaking dry ground, the truth in a man’s desperation
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