For years, he had believed that power came from control, from wealth, from building something untouchable.
But now he understood something else entirely.
That sometimes… the smallest voice carries the greatest strength.
And that faith—real, simple, unwavering faith—
can reach places no amount of money ever could.
He never forgot that day under the oak tree.
Because that was the day everything changed.
Not just his body.
But his life.