Get In The Ring, Daddy.
I was angry, so angry that I burned every ice in my way.
I was angry, fearless, and determined to get to The Reaper and serve his head to my father, and wanting to reach that goal kept me going, kept me surviving, kept me winning.
In summary, the sheer act of wanting The Reaper dead brought me this far… Revenge was the source of my strength.
How funny, now, I’m not the only fire, as wanting me dead is the source of another person’s strength. A Fire and Fire fight.
Vengeance would do anything to see me dead, just like I’ll do anything to see The Reaper dead.