Oliver Gwafason, (1839, 1904) was a banker in York.
Oliver believed in Catholic.
He earned enough to live a decent life and never worried too much to meet ends. He belonged to the low caste of the society, and had some friends among the servants, beggars and workers. People saw Oliver as cultivated, eager to read and learn when possible, and mastering writing, which he did for friends. He was robust, stunning, and never got sick a single time. He was iron-willed, achieving any goal he set.
Oliver, 44 years old, banker, became the new leader of the family.
At the age of 55, Oliver understood that only the fittest can survive and swore to be the best. A few weeks later, Oliver was rejected from his community. At the same time, Oliver fell in love with Pichushkina, an average looking woman, 35 years old, a vagabond. Both married and lived together from now on.
A few weeks later, Pichushkina got pregnant, and gave birth to a monstrous looking boy named Publius.
Aged 65, Oliver spent time to learn to cook better, and made some various experiments. Not all of the dishes were good, but most weren't bad. Soon after, Oliver had a mystic vision.
Nine months after, Pichushkina got pregnant, and gave birth to an ugly boy named Jacques.