Fire

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Fire, the bringer of destruction and killer of man

His words sting his mother Earth and destroy his sister Water

His fiery gaze blaze the land to crystalline ashes

He was once a tyrannical and evil king

He always got what he wished

Never showed emotion or remorse

Thousands of men slaughtered at his word

Thousands of women and children killed by his blade

Little did he know he would die soon

His sins of murder clutched to his soul

Even in death

He was taken by darkness and Light

But turned on Darkness

He embraced Light and drove out Darkness

He aided men in their time of need

He was a friend when one didn’t exist

A shoulder when we needed to cry

But little did we know that the friend we knew

Would be the ender of worlds

His fiery breath destroyed the world

But unlike he imagined

The world did not be reborn from the ashes

He had killed Light, Darkness, Water, Earth, and even Air

He was alone now

He looked around at the ashes of the once thriving world

And took his own life

The world was now empty

The world was now Void

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