Every time Evan thought about Mythrenor, he would feel an uncontrollable rage rising inside him.
He knew this rage did not belong to him, but to his previous self—Azroth.
And as far as Evan knew, Azroth was not someone who would let a person who bothered him continue to live.
Azroth's killing intent toward Mythrenor was undeniable, and knowing just how powerful Azroth was, strong enough to create an entirely new world with a mere wave of his hand, Evan had no doubt that if he truly wanted to, he could erase Mythrenor from existence without any difficulty.
But Mythrenor was still alive.
'Why didn't Azroth kill Mythrenor?' This question lingered inside Evan's mind.
'Could it be that he couldn't kill him?'
The thought appeared in his mind, but not even a second later, it was automatically rejected.
