Especially that final roar, full of majestic, burgeoning hatred, pure and ultimate anger and hostility, shook the heart of the demon.
Similarly... in these memories, there are many disgusting things.
Some people took advantage of the chaos to plunder others, wanton slaughter and robbery, only to be torn apart by the demon in the end, flesh and blood scattered like rain.
Some revealed their true nature in times of crisis, fathers abandoning their wives and children, or mothers and daughters forsaking their husbands and kids, or grown children deserting their elderly parents...
Moreover, there were those who knelt before the demons in flattery, hoping to trade the blood and wealth of compatriots for a slim chance of survival for themselves.
These people all existed.
Beauty and ugliness have always been a part of humans.
And all of this... whether beautiful or ugly, the intense emotions stirring the hearts of people were all tainted. All became materials for the demons.
