Seething, severing burning anger bubbled in his heart, not even in his last life where he'd actually lost everything had he felt this way, it was more terrible than death, it reeled across his heart like an insect across an eyeball, piercing it over and over again the more he thought about it rendering any bit of reason he was supposed to hold on to completely null and void, this man had hurt not just one, but four of them, and in the worst way imaginable, what's more, it was Mira; words couldn't explain his anger, his thoughts were as rampant as ants across a piece of dead flesh, without order in the least.
"Die." Tatsumi screeched, grabbing the man by his newly growing skull and shoving his face into the stagnant sewer waters then stepped in his chest and punched his stomach in causing
