Knowledge is power

Your mysterious friend had brought you here to learn. You thought it was just about the rules, but if this is a power struggle, maybe you can learn from the history of victors. In any case, you're sure you don't want to be one of those victims between the fronts. After a hearty breakfast, you stroll through the building. After a good hour, you return to your room.

"{if Assistent = 1}Anna{elseif Assistent = 2}Sarah{elseif Assistent = 3}Laura{elseif Assistent = 4}Veronik{elseif Assistent = 5}Triksy{elseif Assistent = 6}Nicole{elseif Assistent = 7}Yasmin{endif}" You call out as you enter the room and your assistant appears on the large screen.

"Good afternoon Mr. Doe." Sounds her voice.

"{if Assistent = 1}Anna{elseif Assistent = 2}Sarah{elseif Assistent = 3}Laura{elseif Assistent = 4}Veronik{elseif Assistent = 5}Triksy{elseif Assistent = 6}Nicole{elseif Assistent = 7}Yasmin{endif} please find me from history for powerful men who did not come to their power through struggle."

After a short while, your assistant spits out tons of data for you. "The Art of War." you read in a few hours and realize that this man wrote a great work not only for war but also for life. But one thing almost all great men of power had in common was that they worked their way up themselves and didn't need **** to do it. "They made people want to follow him," you say aloud. *But how do you achieve that?*

You also need more information, as ignorant about what's going on as you are now, you'll end up between the fronts sooner or later. Information you get from people who talk, or from what they do, and men talk too readily in the intoxicated feeling of power, so ace at the women he fucks.