He knelt down closer to me. "Master, please punish me to appease your anger." I scoff. 
"My anger? It wouldn't stop with just you. You know my methods. I'd kill your mother, your limping grandfather, your three aunts, their husbands, your younger sister, her newborn, her husband, his entire family in Ojun, your heavily pregnant wife and your twelve children." I grab his hair and pull his head up.

"I'd let you continue working for me, the person that you saw completely kill all your living relatives and left you utterly alone. Every time you would try to rebuild, I'd personally pull it down. Anyone you got close to, I'd brutally kill. I'd make sure that everyone that died on your behalf would be a part of you, every day, for every meal." 

I smile. "Even then my anger wouldn't be appeased." 

Acceptance is a pity that others push onto you.


Chapter 11 - PART THREE