I Became A Ghost In A Horror Game

"After that, I defined the emotion of anger as evil. So I tried my best to hold back my anger, but in the end, I ended up erupting in a fit of rage again."

I can't even laugh at how pathetic it is.

I had to endure and endure, but what on earth gave me the courage to do that?

I'm stupid.

"Every time I see monsters treating people like livestock, I remember the past and commit the evil called anger, turning people into wolves, turning cities into forests. Over and over again. Like that."

In the dark night,

Where I pass through the bushes, only madness-filled anger remains.

Because the anger I couldn't control myself ended up corroding others, turning them into wolves.

Why does my anger only end after hurting something greatly?