I remember. I remember how if felt when that bald kid ripped out my soul, my bending. I felt as if everything inside of me had been ripped out. I couldn't fight it any longer- I was defeated. And so was this world. Everyone thinks that the avatar has saved the world from me. He has doomed it, doomed it I say!
Suddenly, I hear a loud crash and my thoughts are interrupted.
"Here's your slop, 'Phoenix King," the guard laughs as he throws my "meal" into the cell, some of its contents spilling onto the floor. I don't rush after it even though I'm starving; I can't look weak. Not now. My plans are almost ready, and I can't escape having people think I'm a wreck. No, I will get to see my dear Azula soon...
Once the guard leaves I take the slop and eat. I will need my strength for tonight. Tonight everything will change. The world will finally know what the avatar is doing and how they doomed themselves by locking me away.
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The Phoenix King (a new perspective on the last airbender)
FanfikceWhat if I told you that the avatar was unwittingly causing the end of all life as we know it. And I'm blamed for it. I am Ozai, and the avatar, Aang, took away my bending. They all call me crazy. They blame me!! Hah!! If only they knew..... If only...
