Feng Chen wasn't a human anymore. He had become something far more terrifying... something primal. Rage twisted inside him like a living thing, coiling and uncoiling, striking at his very soul.
His body, once honed by discipline and precision, now moved with the unpredictability of a wild beast. His rationality was gone, buried beneath a wave of dark, violent emotions that had been festering inside him for far too long.
It was as if everything that made him human had been stripped away.
His vision was red. His thoughts were fragmented, broken apart by the sheer force of his fury. Every memory, every slight, every moment of pain that had built up over the years now surged forward, feeding the storm within him.
