Almost every single sane human abhorred destruction, and that was especially the case in a dangerous place like the Murim. Nothing good came out of the frequent upheavals that forced the normal residents to change their lifestyles to float alongside the raging waves. However…
Within destruction lay creation, that was a fact. No matter how one tried to evade that result, the ripples of aggression often led to the rise of all kinds of things. Emotions and desire. Revenge and retribution. Enemy and resistance. Only those who truly stood up would be remembered, but countless physical and emotional constructions were always brewing at the eye of the storm!
