I, rage, one of the seven deadly sins.
When it came time to choose a crime, I was pushed to the bottom. The Lord God said, "Quiet," and the servant of God forced me to kneel down.
I've endured it for too long, and I don't want to endure it this time.
He knocked three of them away with one punch, tore up the roster, rushed up to the high platform, and smashed the throne of the Lord God.
The sin contract is broken, and all the power of original sin is out of control.
But the Lord God said: "You are out."
Then throw me into the abyss.
But the fire is still there.
I heard my heartbeat, like a door closing.
But also like something is waking up.
The day I crawl back, the order of the divine court——
I want to uproot it.
