In front of his bloodshot eyes, he'd seen the most grievous action he'd done. He burned them alive accidentally. He burned everything that reached his bloodshot eyes. Everything that breathes in this realm was peaceful as folks said.

How cruel he was. In just one flick of his hidden anger and hatred burned this entire place. He smirked to himself, a peaceful city?

They made up things that weren't real. Who would say that subjecting to savage violence, a kind of high level violence that would put people to death right away, was a kind of peaceful realm?

He lived to hide his demons and shadows. He suffered and survived in this world of hell. He didn't afraid of death. A bit.

Regrets? He didn't feel any regrets. His heart was set on fire.

Who would have thought that literal hell would brought that realm into destruction?

The boy before? He's died.

Who would have thought that he would became the fire.

A fire destroyer. 

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