After… he never thought of after…
All he thought about was what he could do right now to make himself stronger, how he could strive to reach those heights his brother had that he never could, how he could rip the head from the body of the woman he hated the most in this world.
But he never thought about what he wanted after, what he desired…
He had made every aspect of his life a part of his training. He didn't even give his wife the happiness of a child; he wore his Divine Armor everywhere he went, and there wasn't a single moment where he wasn't thinking about how he might refine his spear further.
But what he didn't think about was how hollow he would be if he ever accomplished those things.
Did he really care about them enough for them to become the foundation of this being?