It's a never ending cycle. A circle. But multi-dimensional. It's a sphere.
It repeats over and over again. Never stopping. Never halting for even a brief lapse in time.
It never breaks. It's perfect.
Love, animosity, lust, revenge, victory.
It's all a cycle, a circle, a sphere.
Vengeance, hope, hate, admiration, forgiveness.
Shigure sighed and looked out the window. He had watched his family follow the cycle, feed the circle, and each time he didn't open his mouth.
He didn't want to loose what he had. He had what almost no one else in this family had... He had love.