"In the end, driven by a toxic, obsessive love and the need to provide and protect, the Master's brother Akira destroyed everything." Ifrit stared into the distance, his expression unusually contemplative. "It's simple, yet so confusing. I don't know if this emotion called love is truly responsible for mortals' suffering, but I find it fascinatingly stupid how easily they can be driven to extremes because of something as insignificant as love."
Rex, now in his puppy form, scratched his side with one of his hind paws. "It is truly complicated to us demons. We wouldn't understand it no matter how many times we witnessed it." He lowered his paw and tilted his head. "However, I don't think love is merely grief, suffering, and vulnerability."
Ifrit glanced at Rex with a curious look at Rex continued.
