Impotent Rage

The bright moonlight spilled across the desolate plain, with withered yellow grass swaying in the breeze as though whispering of the land's loneliness.

Uchiha Tetsu stood amid the vast plain, his shadow stretched long and thin. Even his breathing could be heard with perfect clarity.

Shyvana's words from moments ago had been like an icy dagger, stabbing into his ears without warning.

"What the hell are love and hatred?"

He stood there dumbfounded, his mind completely blank, as if time had frozen in that instant.

Love and hatred?

This unfamiliar term stirred up towering waves in his heart. He desperately wanted to know what the hell all this was...