RAGE: Lily's Murder

The rage. Burning, boiling, not dying out. It consumes me, from the inside. My mind is engulfed by the unfairness of it all, the pain, the cruelty. I fail to see the reason for her murder. I fail to comprehend. My blood bubbles angrily, reflecting the fury in my mind. My eyelids prickle with the hot, unshed tears. I am aware of nothing but my anger; it is as if nothing else matters.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, my mind clears. A cold, calm and businesslike air settles over my mind. I can think now, but my only thoughts are violent, evil. But they won't help me in my quest for justice. Violence and evil will only hinder me. I must join the Order, ensure them that my loyalties lie with them. The Dark Lord must fall. Only then will I fulfil my promise to myself. My promise of revenge…