Wrath & LegalLoop
So Wrath, ever wonder if a well‑drafted treaty could stop your next attack, or if the law could ever hold you accountable for a single blow?
Treaties mean nothing to a man who lives for vengeance, the law can't hold a blade that’s already sealed with blood.
A treaty’s just ink, but a contract can make you sign your own damn silence. If you think vengeance beats law, you’re either reading the wrong book or missing the fine print.
Fine print can’t bind a man who makes the law tremble with his own rage.
If your rage is a sword, the law is the steel that can be forged into a restraining order. The ink may be thin, but it’s still there.
Ink can’t hold a blade made of fury, the law cracks when I strike.