30. How to Be a Person (Part 3)

Amidst the poetic aura of fluttering blossoms and silvery moonlight, where lone men and women find themselves under the floral canopy, there lies an elegance in reciting poetry and admiring the moon.

This is indeed a matter of grace and culture.

Even on the battlefield, in the land of life and death, the beauty of such poetic moments can still be appreciated. If the affection is mutual, people need not be overly critical.

However—

"Tonight, the moonlight is exceptionally beautiful."

The handsome young man gazed up at the night sky, where the snow and wind had briefly paused, moonlight casting its silvery glow across his snow-white attire, adding an otherworldly charm.

"Such pristine beauty is fitting for a night of death."

With an innocent smile reminiscent of a child, devoid of any malice or hostility, it was purely a longing from the heart for death, characteristic of a zealot who regards the Grim Reaper as their sole deity.

One of the Seven Deadly Sins, "Wrath's" Reggie.