Above Wealth Village, thunder roared, tearing through the clouds.
Song Ciwan, however, was utterly immersed in that unspeakable past. Grief, anguish, resentment, indignation... a storm of powerful emotions raged in her heart. Faced with such a history, who could refrain from hate?
Hate! Hate! Hate!
The thunder's ire and the lightning's fury, heaven's grief and humanity's tears.
Calling stars and summoning ghosts to the feast, a chill runs down one's spine as the Mountain Charms dine.
With such fiends walking the Mortal World, it's no surprise that demon dens spawn between heaven and earth.
How could one ever see past this suffocating rage? How could it ever be overcome?
