Destruction and Rebirth

Destruction was not the only role fire played; it didn't hunger mindlessly…

I opened my eyes, staring into the inferno as understanding dawned on me.

Fire was not just a mindless hunger—it was the agent of change.

Yes, it devoured. Yes, it reduced all to ash. But even in destruction, it served a purpose.

This world was doomed, its soul ecosystem ruined by the greedy gods masquerading around as Astral Conquerors when, in reality, they were nothing more than soul raiders.

Drakwyn had no future, reduced to an existence that was no more than a sad husk waiting for its end. Here, fire was fulfilling its most primal function—erasing what no longer served a purpose.

But in another place, in another time, fire had always been more than a force of annihilation.

Civilization itself had been shaped by it.