All can do is watch, as I suffer a soul splitting agony of losing the only family I have left. I raised my head to the heavens, eyes ablazed in raw, unmitigated fury, roaring in bitterest heartbreak to demand answers.
Why?
Someone?
Anyone?
Answer me.
Please!
Is it not enough that you have once taken away what I treasured most?
I silently scream for justice and vengeance. I feel helpless, and all I want to do is to stay detached and focus on the things I learned from my training. I couldn’t think straight.
Who could?
When you are alone, and the world doesn’t care what you have lost. When the only person you consider family is taken away from you… your pain doesn’t matter to the gods.
Only your world is shattered beyond repair.
The grief and misery inside are so great that it left me suddenly numb. It is as if my mind knew it couldn’t handle the magnitude of the loss I feel.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
I tried to calm myself, but I knew it will not last. How can I, when my life is shattered into jagged million pieces lacerating every part of me, body and soul. The shield I prided myself on being strong is crumbling as pain fights its way to supremacy. God! Please don’t make me hate you. I’m in so much agony that I want to throw away everything I believe in.
Damn you all!
There will be bloodshed for this.
I won’t ask for forgiveness because I’ve already decided. I will make you pay. All of you.
Bring it! You started war. I’ll give you one you will never forget. And will forever regret.