The Birth of Fire

Aether found that she couldn't stop. A demon had emerged from the depths of her heart. She was addicted to "fire" now, the crackling air, the charred trees, the different water. She found that she didn't care about her friends and their creations...not one bit.

Creation myth written by me. If you would like to use my work, please private message me for permission. Otherwise, don't expect me to be civil.

Rating: G