The woman lives in the universe of her feelings. His world is his emotions. He seemed to see no one else when he was in love. When that happens, what he loves becomes his king, the vortex of his life, where he can even forget himself, for the sake of drinking pleasure in a way unimaginable to men's thoughts, through the ministry, servitude, and even masochism. But when his feelings are hurt, he can instantly transform into a lion, a ketaton bull, or a tyrant, ready to sharpen and draw a vengeful and revenge, to be thrust into the body of his victim. He can realize his revenge in any way. When that happens, in every groan of the prisoner, he also drank a strange pleasure that the intensity is not unlike when he was in love. This is the woman's supernatural power, the power of breastfeeding as well as poisoning the world.