"Why would there be a power that would allow you to endure the hardships and stay silent while others berate you? Is it a special power just for those born in eternal servitude? For me, it's plenty obvious that the law of Aries is meant to give its user power to prevail and triumph over anything in their way and not fold down to the environment and other people or even the gods."
Zoemi shrugged his shoulders and scoffed with a mocking smile that looked especially villainous because of the shade that the thick forestation provided on their way.
"What's the difference?!"
Alan frowned angrily and asked, clenching his fists.
"The difference is that mister Bob doesn't talk back and just shuts up when he is told to do so."
"!!!"
The black-haired man answered, pointing his finger at the
man in question – and the said man flinched, raising his brows in shock.
"Huh?! But then, that is entirely his fault then, isn't it?! Why am I getting the puny side villain treatment from you?!"
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