The Flame Brothers

"to my special big Brother Ne zha :]"

a Day in the celestial realm when Ne zha was watching over Red son once Princess iron fan was at somewhere and told that she'd come to pick up the demon child. Ne zha promised to take good care of Red son while His Mother was somewhere and did not expect anything to happen anyway, so he told stories to Red son and played tag with The child. But one night Ne zha didin't know when or how but he couldn't find Red son anywhere he was searching And searching until he found the demon child who had fallen asleep while drawing something for Ne zha, the night was silent as Ne zha walked over to him picked him up to a piggy Backride And looked down at the drawing Red son drew For him and was about to brust into tears of joy "to My special big Brother Ne zha :]" Red son sees me as a big Brother? Ne zha couldn't Be happier he was almost sobbing when tears fell off from his eyes and down his cheecks"hm, good night for you too. Little Brother " he Said before setting The child to bed And to sleep things went to fast and when Ne zha blinked his eyes he just saw Red son's dead body on his hands he didin't know how or when but he just stared at Red son and how the fire inside the demon just faded away Ne zha fell on his knees holding Red son and Hugging his dead body as the blood tripped from the Demon he was gone and Ne zha didin't know what had even happend. He stared at Red son's dead body on his hands his red Cape was all covered in dark red blood as Ne zha tried his best to keep serious face he had to look his little brothers dead body right on his arm as he couldn't do anything cause he had no idea what had happend or when he had just found Red son from the celestial realm like this he tried to hold back tears but they just fell off from his eyes down his cheecks on red sons face as Ne zha's tears and Red son's blood just mixed up together. One of Ne zha's fears had come true as the old drawing "to My special big Brother Ne zha :]" was also slowly fading away staying in the past and memories the feeling of losing someone important was. horrible