• Has one ever been so angry, so enraged, that you lose sight of what the cause was?

    Rage is like a thrill... it empowers you, guides you, invites you to release these intoxicating energies into action. You think of nothing but vengeance, a motive to equalize the equation and restore balance in your favor. You may think irrationally, may carry no sense in your actions, but you act because the Rage beckons you to.

    It is a poison, friends, a poison capable of turning the most composed of us all into savage fools. I will say now that I am so enraged towards an individual that I cannot control myself. My hands, my feet, my entire being moves into motion. I cannot control myself, control what was myself. That is the beautiful, malicious thing about Rage. When you make a deal with the demon, you are only along for the ride.

    What could possibly overcome anger? What could overcome this building, powerful force we have labeled as 'Rage'? An apology is out of the question, for to be in such a state it would be ridiculous if it were as simple as saying "I'm sorry". To be as angry, as furious as I am now, I cannot govern my actions into rational thought.

    And here I stand, above her corpse, bloodied blade in hand, and the surprised look over her face means nothing more to me than sweet, sweet bliss.