"Fire..."
A burning fist struck through the shadows, illuminating it with red flames.
"Air..."
Leaves on a silvery breeze danced around the nimble legs of the one directing them.
"Water..."
Blue waves flooded the floor, then rose and rained thousands of drops upon their caster.
"Earth..."
At the beck of slender hands, several green and brown pillars erupted from the ground.
The pillars rose higher and higher until they finally stopped in the sky, their sculpted tips forming an army of statues.
"For many years, I have heard tales about the Avatar, master of all four elements. I have heard how each one would be born and bring peace to the world..."
The statues, Avatars from centuries past, stood side by side, and each represented the Fire Nation, Air Nomads, Water Tribes, and Earth Kingdoms. One by one, the Avatars' eyes glowed until they were an army of lights. Yet, two overshadowed them all.
"Out of the many avatars, I haven't heard more than Avatar Aang, who ended the Hundred-Year War, and his successor, Avatar Korra who forced the Spirit World and mortal realm together..."
The calm and joyous Aang stood alongside Korra, powerful and fierce. Both watched over the bay of Republic City, their eyes glowing from the power of previous Avatars and the Avatar Spirit within.
"But Aang passed long ago... And Korra has joined him..."
The light from Avatar Aang's statue faded, followed by his successor's.
"Korra's, however, was unexpected. Sudden... and the whole world was left to wonder why."
Tiny white specks, remnants of the Avatar's white light, sparkled as they left Korra's eyes and disappeared into the darkening sky above. A sky that now hovered above cities and lands filled with the confused and uncertain people of the Four Nations.
"And so, like with Aang, there was no sign of the new Avatar. There have been rumors, though. Sightings of a stranger wandering from place to place."
Amongst the whispering crowds of merchants, workers, soldiers, and even Spirits, a lone figure in a coat and hood strolled down aimlessly.
"I will search for this stranger. I will see if what they say is true. If it is, if this is the Avatar, then perhaps I can find what I've been looking for so long..."
Under the shadow of the lonesome being's hood, a pair of eyes glowed bright white...
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Avatar: Tales of Mushi
أدب الهواةIn a world where many bend only fire, air, water, or earth, the Avatar masters all four to keep the peace and serve as the bridge between the Spirits and humanity. For thousands of years, one avatar would be born after the other to maintain the bal...