P.S. I probably settle into my real writing style around chapter thirty, so you can start there. The first few chapters are pretty rough, so feel free to skip them. The FZ arc was written when I was losing my mind over paying off a debt, so you can skip that too.
Compared to making others happy by helping them, causing them pain through cruelty, destruction, and the like is a far more effective way to achieve that goal.
People can’t communicate with each other just by exchanging a glance. At least, I can’t.
You think life will get better and hardship will leave you behind someday. That’s an illusion. More pain and misery are still waiting for you down the road.
Death isn’t the end of suffering. On the contrary, it’s only the beginning.
For an ordinary, powerless person who wants to stay alive, the only thing to do is abandon your dignity, discard your principles, betray your honor, and cast away your soul.
Those who have nothing are the weakest, and also the strongest.
A smile is just a facade. When you’re alone afterward, you still feel lost and helpless.
No matter how much it hurts or how badly you want to stop, you still have to move forward, even if the next step takes you over a cliff.
Every choice you make will only send you sliding farther into the abyss, until you can no longer see the light. But you can’t defy it, because fate decided everything long ago.
