Rage... For most...a normal emotion... The fires of their fury push them to action, to resist opposition, to defend themselves. But, when it is done, they return to a state of calm. But my rage is without end. Without rest. From the moment I was born, a gnawing, burning fury had scorched my soul. A Black Rage of endless depth, without rest or respite. It would have killed me... but I have reason to live. My brother. The Avatar... He needs my protection, my guidance. So, I work to control my Rage, and harness it to aid him in his quest. With my help, one day, my brother Aang will save the world.
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