The only resemblance to the person who ignited the first spark of anger back then lies here.
It's not because he's not from this world, but because he was once starved to death.
That unforgettable feeling, feeling so exhausted, to the point where hunger no longer felt, only fatigue, unwilling to open his mouth to say a word, unwilling to move a finger.
It was as if a fire was burning inside him, as if he obviously hadn't reached the end of his lifespan, yet he still had to die.
Then his five internal organs began to burn, consuming the final essence of life, allowing him to embrace death.
That kind of torment where no one inflicted any harm on him, yet it was the most terrifying torment in the world, he experienced it completely.
From life to death, from death to life.
The most turbulent, complex moment in his life was that day.
Or rather, during that period.
He fell from a world of air-conditioned comfort and happy drinks, straight into the wilderness.
