There was just fire, everywhere. But it wasn't the normal kind, the type the House of fire wielded. It was an intense silver, it consumed everything it touched and was so painful those who were caught in them died immediately.
Jiwoong only remembered his senior Jay. He tried to block the fire with his own, which was successful, for a while. He had urged Jiwoong to run, to find the nearest House and get help.
The fire was not natural. It seemed to be of spirits, some sort of mystical fire that burned with the rage of hell.
The spirits are angry, those were the last words of an heir of air before the silvery flames incinerated him to ash.
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haven - zb1
Fanfictiona zero base 1 story a fantasy, magic-ridden, messily planned story revolving around the 9 boys.
