Chapter 24 Welcome to, Painful Furnace

In the past, the scene where Strangulation conversed with the Hairdresser in his basement came to life in the Hairdresser's eyes.

"——How did you respond at the Gate of Anger?"

"——I was angry at this unjust world. What about you?"

"——I was angry at this unjust fate, I was angry at my own weakness."

What Strangulation referred to as "unjust fate" was exactly "why was I born so insignificant."

If I am destined to be lowly, why let me see those who are high above?

Why give me the hope that I can "replace them?"

"If they can do it, why can't I? Why can they be high above, and only I can't?

"Is it because of my birth? Is it because I am doomed to be unredeemable scum from the start? Is it because I've been in this damned swamp since I was born?"

The orange-red flames leaping in the White Lion's pupils were like dried bloodstains on a bandage.

He took a deep breath.

It turned to white mist in the blizzard.