Chapter Seventy-Four

I can feel my blood boiling with the perspective of how much pain this puppeteer had inflicted on others, on my friend, of how he uses and abuses other living beings in the same way a contractor does to the magical creature, on how all of this always seemed to resolve in the stronger eating the weak.

It infuriated me.

Instead of the fortunate ones sharing their blessing they eagerly ate the most unfortunate; and that is a cycle I'm going to break, and it may sound foolish, childish, I may not reach all, and it may never end even, but every single one I take care of is one less to have his ways with the weaker, and in numbers it may sound meaningless and small but will affect the entire life of that magical creature you save.

And this type of person who destroys everyone around him for his own gain… makes me really angry.