Aiden narrowed his eyes and stared straight at the massive Primordial Pillar.
"Why should anger be controlled?"
Aiden gave a cold laugh. In the dead silence of the void, his voice sounded especially sharp.
"If injustice exists, anger will never die."
"Those who try to control anger are nothing but cowards lying to themselves."
The will of the Primordial Pillar fell silent for a moment.
"For countless years, gods, Demon Gods, and countless beings who called themselves powerful came here."
"They saw me as a disaster. They used all kinds of laws to seal me. They used so-called reason to enslave me."
"They wanted to control anger, to make anger obey their Strength."
"But they were wrong."
"Anger was never a tool."
"Anger is the only right response living beings can have when the world is unjust."
Hearing this, Aiden raised his brow slightly.
"Then what exactly are you?"
