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It seemed just like yesterday.
There and then, Kaizan lost the battle of the Strongest. I had proved my point. I won, but at what cast?
I became the Daemon I loathed with my entire being. I killed mercilessly. I made the Shōtoku clan extinct. Kaizan watched his family blow up into pieces, and I enjoyed every last bit of the c*****e I caused.
Why did I think of the consequences of my actions then? Why now? It wasn't as if there was no to change the past. I had the power to do that. Merging with Kaizan made me tap into a bottomless well of core energy. My life force was made infinite.
I had more than enough reservoir of strength to bring back the clan, to being back Kaizan, but why didn't I? At that moment, I became worse than a serial killer, but I was saved.
Konkyuu…
A te
