The Forging Of Fire

Who am I

After I had woken up pizza roll, who did look adorable asleep on my chest, I went to meet the chief, and the asshole barely survived the battle.

"My son, Natsuko, had been corrupted by the ring he's resting now, recovering his strength." Is all the chief have to say when I pushed the topic. But I did notice his bracers seem to be burned into his skin.

After I have walked out, I heard "Hey Master, " in my head, it seemed to be the Ring of Fire, "Venom and I have been thinking, and we have concluded that you might have a powerful familiar."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I reply aloud

"A familiar is 'projection' of one's psyche or fighting spirit, and I just want to say I'm sorry." And I felt a pulse of fire through my bloodstream as I black out and hit the floor.

"Welcome to my trial; we shall begin shortly, please stand up and work with your fire for the next 2 minutes." Said a bodyless voice

"All right, " I said standing up. For the next minute, I tried to finesse a sword out of my fire magic. When it finally did work I attempted to shift some small Balls of Fire I had gathered in front of me into arrows which took the remaining minute.

"Your trial for your familiar, you must fight yourself as you were when you enter this room." The disembodied voice said, as my shadow stretched out from behind me into a reflection of myself not having the sword of flames or the arrows of fire. "Begin."

I dashed forward charging down what appeared to be myself sending forth the six arrows I have managed to create in a streaking line pattern up his body, needless to say, he summoned forth his shield of a shadowy fire, very different then be more golden flames I bear now. But that's fine that's what I was expecting him to do, he's me after all, I managed to reach him by the time to of the arrows had been deflected by a shield dashing down onto my knees I went to swipe up at his body while he deflected the other bolts but the small one handed sword I had gathered wouldn't seem to pass by the more massive shield he created in the bucklers place. Then began his counter-attack shoving my blade back from the off-kilter I skid about two feet from him, as he repurposed his shield into what could be called a whip of Fire, but it held no concrete form lashing out from his hand like a vine. Then again my golden flames can do more than attack creating a dome of golden fire as he kept flashing down upon it each blow being deflected off barely. I started summoning more fire the instant I went down into the Dome, at by the time  I launched my counter-attack I had created a longbow and arrow. Using the dumb as a wave of flame to throw him off-kilter I stood up and began several bolts at him all sinking into his flesh until one finally struck his heart, and the shadow moved no more.

From the shadow, two mirror-image figures of me rose up bowed, and one said, "Greetings my master we are your familiar one of us can touch physical objects and use them as you would, and the other can cast spells of fire as you would. Call upon our aid whenever you so desire." They both said bowing and vanishing. Then I woke up face down in shit — about 10 meters from the Chief's longhouse.

"How long have I been out?" I asked no one in particular.

"About 30 seconds," stated the Ring of Fire.

"Wonderful, " I replied aloud. Standing up and walking to where pizza roll worked rebuilding the section of the town I had destroyed.