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Oblique
He didn't like Pai Sho. It wasn't his style to be troubled with tiny things that pretended at the grandiose. The insignificant were and would always be so. It wasn't his style to slink around a problem either. To cut and burn through an obstacle was more efficient. To allow his hindrance no time to reflect on their littleness was much more civilized than the games his elder brother played.
Iroh. His brother who didn't understand what it truly meant to be Firelord. It was nothing as vulgar as having power over nations. It was about being Right.
A/N: This one was really hard to write. I just can't wrap my brain around Ozai. I just finally got frustrated enough to post it anyway.