The true hero
is the one who conquers
his own anger and hatred.
Dalai Lamar
It is the next day. I got up, took a bath adorned my school uniform and made my way to the library early this morning. The sun’s face barely peeks out above the clouds.
I took out two books to read while I sit at the table in the middle of library. One speaks about the Acari tribe, the other informs me about the geography of the beast taming kingdom.
I choose The Unknowns, which is about the Akuma tribe to read first.
I skip through parts that focus on the way they use their eyes to control people. I already know about that.