— That’s right, now you understand. That is me. For Hajun [me] the unique power is not needed.
Confirming my thoughts, Nakanoin proudly proclaimed. Now, as an eternal child, as the Tengu of Hajun, he was at the peak of happiness.
He praised the sky of massacre that enveloped him.
His own fate, the very thought of himself dying — none of that presented even in a corner of his mind.
— Stopping time? Commanding the realm of carnage? Manipulating the stars, and making all the creation to eternally repeat itself?
— What is that? For what purpose? Why so pretentious?
— Weak and dull, you create a seemingly interesting setting, and then think that you are smart?
— Narrow-minded, and painfully miserable. You come up with a clumsy theories, wonder about the nature of phenomena, and then you are shoked by such thing as I, and cannot say anything. Must look like Columbus’ egg for you.
— Power affinity? Foolish. Dangerous factor in the use of ability? What are you, an idiot? Because you are trapped by such things you cannot reach the depth of the mystery — the Throne.
— If the mass is different, then there’s no point in the affinity, and the power that has some factor of risk becomes just a useless trash. When you actually think about it, even a child can figure it out, but you were decieved by your own stunted justification.
— If the strength is used in a right way, even a weaker fighter can win. And then you look at your honorable war with self-satisfaction.
— Miserable. Worthless. How effeminate. It cannot be further from the man’s noble path.
— Desperation is not enough. Anger is not enough. All of you, wishing for power, are truly lowest beings. And all of you, idiots, wasted your time on pointless talking, and hence, you completely missed the overwhelming part of power.
— And so Hajun [I] was born, and reached Taikyoku [heaven]. Absolutely strongest and invinsible. Everything and everyone — Metsujin Messou!
— Power, just pure power! I want a power to completely destroy and scatter away all that annoying garbage. Hajun’s [my] world belongs only to Hajun [me]!
— And therefore, there is no special law. Don’t need it. It’s empty!
— If you think that it’s boring, well, may be it is so. You are incompetent, trash that could not even kill a bear with your bare hands, and for some reason you lose yourself in the illusion that you can split a mountain?
— Completely unsalvagable ignorance. Just a bunch of shameless garbage. Don’t need, don’t need such thing, truly despisable. You are filthy, do not dare to touch me.
— Hey, you understand that feeling, right, tumor [brother]?