The Quintessence of Avarice

A man at his peak form,the final form,the dream he had now achieved,he's at peace,content with his life only to be snatched away from him.Why?

"Has the Bermonts finally got me,Shit! where am i?" Hes in Hell surrounded with fog,can't see anything and the only thing remarkable is the deathly stench

Once at the top now in the trenches of the universe will he claw his way up or give up now.