Roderic05

In a world where every human is granted flames that decide their fate, society is divided between those sworn to the White Flame of the Gods and those who embrace the Red Flame of the Devils. The flames govern power and status, even personality.

But Ren Kaizen is different. His classmates woke their flames while young, but he was still powerless, a “Flameless”—an outcast. Branded as weak, he was ridiculed, overlooked, and fated to lead a mundane existence.

Until one fateful night.

Ren unwittingly signs a contract in a moment of desperation, and in doing so resurrects the forbidden Blue Flame — an impossible thing, a cursed union of divine and demonic power. His fire doesn't reach its truest potential until he enters a state of absolute rage, though it tends to appear calm on the surface, much like more familiar flames.

Whispers claim the Blue Flame is a curse, a flame birthed by an ancient war between gods and devils. Those who use it are doomed to ruin — or glory.

Now on the run from both divine knights and hellfire cultists, Ren must uncover the truth of what his flames mean, the contract he signed without knowing it, and the dark history buried under the world’s immaculate equilibrium.”

Will he become a savior? Or will the blighted fire consume him entirely?

Infernal Fate

There was a furnace inside Ren's body, molten metal where blood should be. He wheezed, hands to chest, but his lungs were empty — only flame. His sight went dim, expanding and contracting, floating between reality and something much higher.

A voice echoed in his mind. Cold. Ancient.

"You have already signed the contract. You have chosen your fate."

Ren stood in an infinite void surrounded by the dancing flames of white, red, and most disconcertingly, blue. The flames crackled, writhing like serpents, alive. Before him loomed a figure, clad in twisting shadows, eyes that burned like twin suns.

"Did you not know that you are the first in a thousand years to hold this torch?

Ren opened his mouth to speak and then his voice was seized.

"The Blue Flame isn't an agent of divinity, nor is it a salvation of evil — it is the by-product of gods and devils colliding; it is a creation that was never meant to exist.

It stepped forward, and the air felt heavy with dread.

"But beware, mortal. This flame is not a condition; it is a curse. It does not relinquish power willingly. It demands a price."

His question went unasked before the void collapsed.

Ren's eyes snapped open. All his body was drenched in sweat, as he lay on the cold, stone floor of an abandoned alley. His hands shook, the sensation of burning from inside still stinging.

A dim, sputtering blue flame played over the tips of his fingers. Brighter than any Red Flame it burned, yet colder than any White Flame. It moved unnaturally, no sound, all fluid, like liquid fire.

He closed his hand, and the fire was extinguished.

Ren stumbled upright, his head swirling. Nobody could see him here — not yet. He had to return to his dorm before someone called him out. If the Holy Church got wind of his existence… or the Hellfire Cult.

"No. I need time to make sense of this."

The Next Morning – Pyron Academy

Ren made came into the classroom, his hood up and head down, avoided eye contact. When he first walked in, the usual whispers began.

"Did you hear? "Dante's climbing the rankings again."

"I bet Ren's still Flameless. What a loser."

He ignored them. But today… it was different.

Though the strongest Red Flame user in school, Dante Raines, was sitting beside him, as he passed the boy's seat, the air around suddenly tensed. Dante's whetted dark eyes turned sharply to him and his smirk fell.

Dante gazed up at Ren as if aware of him for the very first time.

A predatory instinct. A clash between flames.

His heartbeat quickened. "Did he sense it? My Blue Flame?"

Dante's smirk was back, but I could see the flash of something dangerous behind his eyes.

You are different today, Kaizen."

Ren willed himself to keep moving.

He had stirred something that should never be stirred. And now, the whole world was coming for him.

Cursed Flame