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Despite Susanoo's fury, the god of storms and swords listened to Yuki's words attentively, finally realizing how things came to be. A small mistake from Hajun, a piece of her soul he didn't see fly away because it was smaller than an ant, that tiny piece nobody cared for, that even Hajun never thought would matter...
That damned microbe-sized piece of her soul returned, regained about seventy percent of her soul, and now stood before him, reincarnated in a new body. It was utterly ridiculous no matter how much Susanoo thought about it.
Susanoo felt not just disbelief but anger, frustration, madness, and utter contempt at this event. There was even a tinge of fear, perhaps larger than he wished to admit. The reason was simple. He didn't want to believe Fate itself worked against him. After all, he believed Fate blessed him, that it helped him defeat Amaterasu.
But this was like a big "fuck you" in his face from Fate itself!
He couldn't accept it.
He raged.
