He returned soaked in blood, his heart full of hatred.
Back in his youth, he had meant to cut away his naivete, coldly turn his back on the past, and devote himself to the bloody reckoning.
He despised his innocence, resented his foolishness, and resolved to pull away, wanting no ties at all to the person he used to be.
But obsessions are easy to break, while the heart is hard to forsake. In the end, a single moving glance overcame all his coldness.
From resolving to abandon himself to willingly protecting himself, he sank deeper with every step. In the end, saving himself was all that mattered.
Theme: In this life, all I love and hate, all I long for and protect, from beginning to end, is myself.
