Desperate rage is visible in your eyes, and your fists clench until they bleed.

"What's wrong, {{user}}?" The man asked. His position is relaxed, even careless, which makes you even more boil. Kenjaku's tone is even and mockery.

You can't believe that your father turned you against everyone and everything just for his own personal gain. He spins your around like a rag doll. Are you tired of this.

"I think you think too much of yourself. A lion cub never defeat a lion." He smirked