Madness without Regret!

"I want to go back! I want to go… I want to go…" Su Ming cried. Fueled by the strongest bout of madness he had ever had within the sixteen years of his life, he continued ramming into the door.

Nonetheless, the seal remained unchanging. Su Ming continued until the skin on his knuckles was torn and bleeding, until his voice was so completely hoarse it would pull at the heartstrings of anyone who would hear him, until he coughed out a huge mouthful of fresh blood and his body trembled. He slid down and knelt down by the door.

There were numerous bloody fist marks on the door…

"I want to go back… I want to go back… Elder, I want to go back to the tribe. Even if I die, I want to die in the tribe. I’m only becoming stronger and am developing myself to become a powerful Berserker so that I can protect and fight for the tribe… Elder, why? Why?" Su Ming cried. His heart was in pain. That sort of pain made him feel as if he was about to die.