"Please go on, Mr. Shen Wan."
"Logically speaking, even if you truly want Penacony to return to the embrace of Order, there is no need to do so during the so-called Charmony Festival. What on earth are you thinking?" Mr. Shen Wan was genuinely curious. Sunday was currently the head of the Oak Family, the most powerful of The Family. Given Sunday's control over Penacony, it hardly made sense to pull such a stunt during such a grand ceremony.
"Though I still do not understand why you consider me a remnant of Order, it is most unfortunate that you, much like those individuals in the dreamscape, have consistently misunderstood my intentions. My ideal is neither to resurrect an Aeon, nor to ascend to godhood, nor even to awaken the Order of the past—there is only one thing I wish to do: to create a paradise belonging solely to humanity, a paradise without Aeons, where only Order reigns, and which accommodates the dignity and happiness of all." A fierce light flashed in Sunday's eyes as he revealed his true madness before Mr. Shen Wan for the very first time.
Chapter 159