Kapitel 295: Absolute carnage part 2

It was a nice sunny day, walking in a park where leaves were falling from the tree. Red, orange, and yellow, they all had something in them, a unique sense of powerlessness. They could not stop nature. They couldn't stop falling off the tree branches, they could never do that. The leaves indicate the amount of death caused by my hands, how to become a mass murderer? A question someone would ask, how can you not become insane after killing such masses? Another person would question. But the only answer I could find for those two questions were-