Ryu was truly pissed off.
These days, he had been quite calm. His Temperament had mellowed out, and he had managed to control his temper to a much greater degree.
But right now, he was truly infuriated.
He felt his mind being pulled in all sorts of directions. He wanted to be calm, but he found it difficult to do so. He wanted to be steady in his steps and lay a sturdy foundation, but he was finding that he lacked the patience. He wanted to slaughter the man before him in an instant, and yet he was finding himself running into a brick wall.
He was stronger, faster. His insights were deeper, and he was holding back much more than this man was. And yet, it wasn't enough.
Frustration he had buried from the sights of his other pathetic lives, from him being helpless in the face of his missing wives, from him still not being able to get revenge after all this time, boiled over all at once.
"Die."
