the Djinn of warth(1)

The cavern fell silent, save for the flickering flames that danced across the molten surface of the Djinn of Wrath's body. His molten cracks pulsed with power, his voice a low, simmering rumble as he began his tale.

Djinn of Wrath:

"You fools think you can stand against Blazer and Fianna? Against the Lords of Flames and the Seven Devils? Let me show you how little you understand. Let me show you… how I became their vessel."

The air shimmered as another vision began to unfold. The walls of the cavern faded, replaced by a fiery landscape. This was the Demon Realm, a place of chaos and unrelenting heat, where only the strongest devils could survive. Rivers of molten lava snaked through jagged cliffs, and the sky was ablaze with eternal storms of red and orange.

In the distance, a figure loomed—tall and imposing, his body wreathed in fire. This was the Devil of Wrath, the embodiment of anger and destruction. His steps caused the ground to quake, his mere presence enough to ignite the air around him.

The vision focused on another devil, smaller but fierce, standing defiantly before Wrath. His skin was blackened like charred coal, his eyes glowing with an intense, fiery light. He was a powerful warrior, known for his strength and ferocity in battle.

Devil Warrior:

"Wrath! You think you can rule over us? I'll show you that even the strongest devil can fall!"

The Devil of Wrath let out a deep, guttural laugh, the sound reverberating through the realm.

Devil of Wrath:

"You're bold, I'll give you that. But boldness without power is meaningless. Show me what you've got."

The warrior charged, flames erupting from his hands as he launched a barrage of attacks. Fireballs the size of boulders rained down on Wrath, and streams of molten lava surged toward him. The ground beneath Wrath cracked and splintered, unable to withstand the onslaught.

But the Devil of Wrath didn't move. He stood still, allowing the attacks to crash against him. The flames and lava dissipated, leaving him unscathed.

Devil of Wrath:

"Pathetic. Let me show you what true power looks like."

With a single motion, Wrath raised his hand. The air around him ignited, and a wave of fire erupted from his body, consuming everything in its path. The warrior screamed as the flames engulfed him, his skin blistering and cracking under the intense heat.

When the firestorm subsided, the warrior lay on the ground, broken and defeated. Wrath loomed over him, his fiery gaze piercing through the smoke.

Devil of Wrath:

"You fought well, for a weakling. But you're no match for me. Still, you have potential. And I have use for you."

The Devil of Wrath reached down, his fiery hand pressing against the warrior's chest. The warrior's body convulsed as Wrath's power poured into him, reshaping him, binding him. His screams echoed across the realm as his essence was consumed and merged with Wrath's.

When it was over, the warrior stood, his body transformed. He was no longer a devil but a Djinn, a vessel for the Devil of Wrath's power. His molten body burned brighter, his eyes glowing with an intensity that matched Wrath's.

Djinn of Wrath (narrating):

"I became his vessel that day, his tool, his weapon. And I was not the only one. The other Djinns were created the same way—powerful devils, defeated and bound to serve the Seven Devils."

The vision ended, and the group found themselves back in the cavern. The Djinn of Wrath's molten body glowed brighter, his power radiating outward like a blazing sun.

Djinn of Wrath:

"Do you understand now? You cannot defeat the Devils. You cannot defeat Blazer and Fianna. Their power is absolute. Humanity's fate is sealed."

Henry clenched his fists, his flames flaring around him.

Henry:

"You're wrong! We'll get stronger. We'll find a way to stop them."

The Djinn laughed, a deep, mocking sound.

Djinn of Wrath:

"Stronger? You think strength will save you? Blazer and Fianna are beyond strength. They are gods among mortals. You are insects before them."

Dakota stepped forward, his blue and white flames flickering around him.

Dakota:

"You're the one who doesn't understand. Strength isn't just about power. It's about purpose. It's about standing together. We will defeat the Devils, Blazer, and Fianna. And we will save humanity."

The Djinn's molten eyes narrowed, his laughter fading.

Djinn of Wrath:

"Foolish words. But I admire your defiance. Let's see how far it gets you."

The Djinn's body surged with power, the ground beneath him melting into molten lava. The air grew hotter, almost unbearable, as his flames consumed the cavern.

Dakota (to the group):

"Get ready. I can't take him down alone. We do this together."

The group nodded, each of them drawing on their magic. Henry and Ava's flames flared to life, Liam and Jack's lightning crackled, Lucas summoned a frigid ice, and Mia raised a barrier of water. Luna growled, her water magic rising as she prepared to fight.

The Djinn of Wrath raised his molten fists, his voice booming across the cavern.

Djinn of Wrath:

"Come, mortals. Show me the strength you cling to so desperately. Let me crush your hope myself."

The group stood united, their magic combining into a brilliant display of light and energy. Dakota stepped forward, his sword blazing as he led the charge.

Dakota:

"Let's end this."

Dakota thinking: after we end this fight, the dungeon will get destroyed and we will get out of here. And if the plot is the same then duke and Franklin should have killed the Djinn of pride and gluttony, which means the owners of the vessel's will die. So that's two devil's eliminated, greed has already died before by getting killed by Henry's parents, and sloth got killed by other legendary hero's. And we are about to kill the Djinn of warth so his owner will die too leaving only envy left alive, the strongest out of all the mythical Djinns. And I already have a plan to get rid of him.