Hypocrite
"Nameless, huh?" Ryu said. "I was right. He and I are really too different. So similar that we took opposite paths, you said? I guess that is also correct. I wonder… between the two of us, which one is stronger?"
"He could wipe you out with a single thought. In fact, he would if he cared to pay attention to an ant disrespecting him like this."
Ryu didn't seem offended. In fact, he only laughed harder.
"I'm sure you know that isn't what I meant," Ryu spoke through his laughter, the wild ambition in his eyes burning like a furious light.
"And I'm sure you know that he wouldn't care about your semantics."
"True." Ryu's smile became a fiendish grin, his heart beating wildly as anticipation grew within him.
Would he be content if he were to die here? Yes.
But the world had forgotten one thing.
He was a hypocrite.
Down to his very bones.
Who cared if he would be content?
Contradiction.
DUDOOM. DUDOOM.