A Hypocrite
"Aren, I don't fucking care if you hate me or like me"

"I only have one job and it is to protect you whether you like it or not is none of my concern"

Zene said as he left her collar and stepped away from her as he went into the garage and took his bike out.

Vroom*

Zene went up to the forest as he climbed to the top of the mountain.

Rustle*

He looked at the night sky covered by dark clouds as he reverted his sight towards a large tree.

Bam*

Zene punched the tree with brute force as he injured his bare fists.

Bam*

Blood trickled down his fist as he continued to hit the tree.

Bam*

Bam*

The tree slowly began to show dents on it as pieces of wood started to peel out from the periphery.

"..."

Bam*

Bam*

Zene looked at the tree from which all the birds inhabiting it flew away out of fear.

An unknown rage dwelled within him as he clenched his fist tight and punched the tree with brute force.

His fist was severely bruised but he clenched his fist straight as it began to heal at tremendous pace.
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