Killing Spree

Eugene has his hand behind his back. He turned a deaf ear toward Lucian's shout. His face doesn't contain emotions, and it was indifferent as it could be. 'Should I help them? Nah... It's not my responsibility. Weakness is a sin.'

He doesn't really care about the well-being of other people. In the first place, they are just strangers to him. In this world, he didn't experience love or attachment. He was an orphan. He only felt that coldness of the world and stood up for himself. 

Eugene grew up and only depended on his ability. He struggled hard and experienced the beating and cruelty of society. He met people that pushed him to the extremes and experienced the up and downs of life alone. That's why for him, he only needs to care about himself!

'Don't blame me for not helping. Blame yourselves for being weak! In this world, you have to make your own food! Being dependent on others only creates weakness. And any form of weakness disgusts me!'