Then, anger, desperation, and frustration all arrived together, and he cursed aloud even though the Sea swallowed his words.
"Fuck you, Church! When we thought that you would leave us alone, you decided to destroy us. I did so much to deal with you, but once more, you chose to go above and beyond. Why do you hate so much? Why can't you just let us live?"
The questions were futile, and even stupid, but he couldn't stop himself from asking them.
For the first time, all three of these emotions turned to hate.
"I didn't really decide on your fate until now…but I've made my decision. Even if I die in the process, I will grind you to dust. I will make sure that your name will be forgotten so completely that you will cease to exist even in history. You will cry end slap yourselves when you witness your destruction, and regret the decisions you made against me and my continent. I swear it!"
