Starvation

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'What is this that I feel?'

My hands, which choked my neck, grasped harder.

'Rage?'

Absolute, unbridled rage to the point of madness.

'Why?'

They grasped even harder.

'Why do I wish for the world to burn?'

Was it because of those people watching me from outside the room?

Or was it because of my innate corruption?

Maybe.

I let go and I staggered forward as if pulled by a weight, my shades dropping to the ground.

Clack!

The sound stabilized my... self? 

It did.

But where even am I? 

I… remember, it's blurry, yet I can make out the reason for why I was sent, no, pushed here.

I am to learn of my 'flint.' 

I am to include the Embodiment Method in my path, alongside the others.

I am to—

Pa~