The more Raphael looked, the angrier he got, grinding his teeth so hard sparks almost shot out. He was trying to guess if this handwriting belonged to someone he'd seen before, but there was no way to tell.
The person who did this was way too careful. They didn't write it themselves but used different fonts following templates, making it impossible for Raphael to recognize any distinctive traits of the writing.
"Who the hell is it?!"
His brain was running at full capacity. He couldn't think of any names, but the name of the force behind this was definitely The Great Sun Temple.
No one besides The Great Sun Temple should even know about this place. They're not the type to go around shouting that their temple master lost a foot here.
"You guys see me as a criminal, huh? Now I've got an unformed god. Once he's strong enough, I'm gonna smash that damn organization to pieces."
