The origins of The Hell Flame PT.4

I spent the next ten years training relentlessly attempting to master my ability trying to get it to react like normal magic. Trying to use it but it just kept consuming me and fueling itself with rage, my rage. It was only until about eight years into my training when I encountered a dragon and tried to defeat it using only my magic. However I was not strong enough and the dragon swooped in for the kill. I expected to die so I just sat there waiting for the end. It felt like an eternity until I opened my eyes, until I saw the severed head of a dragon laying on the ground and that was the first time I entered Nakaro. It's where we are now. It is like an incarnation of all the minds in the world and above all the clouds you see above and below us are people, the size of their cloud is determined by the amount of memories they have. It was where I first communicated with The Hell Flame. We didn't talk like we do but we understood each other. It told me how to wield it to its fullest potential and how to get what we both desired. It desired many things. See when it bonded with me as a host it absorbed all of my memories, my pain, my grief and that fueled it but it also bonded with the all powerful dragon. The dragon that wanted nothing more than to have a friend. The lonely dragon that soared above the clouds in isolation. The lonely dragon that everyone ran from. All but me. It absorbed both of our feelings and desires and changed itself and morphing its objective from simply feeding to wanting to protect me. That was how my power evolved into the most powerful Hell Flame to have ever existed. Sadly I cannot let you speak to my Hell Flame anymore. My dear friend was lost to me many centuries ago but I will tell you about that later.

After completing my last two years of my training I finally obtained the full power of my flames and the ultimate Hell Flame technique. I then donned a cloak and traveled through my old country, through mountains, through deserts until I reached my goal. The capital of the demon king's territory. I walked through the front gates where I was confronted by about three hundred men, all decently trained warriors I would say third ranked knights. And killed them all in an instant. That is when I was confronted by him, The man who had killed my mother, the man who decimated my entire village, the man who uprooted my entire life. "Man is your luck the absolute worst or what another day and I would've left for the nation of dragons, apparently it's been quiet for a while now and Surty wants to know why." I took off my cloak revealing my armour and my face filled with rage and hatred which made my heart burn hotter than it had burned before. "Then my luck has been better than ever. I would have hated having to travel to another country for my revenge." The man's face lit up in shock and delight. "Hahahahaha it's you who would've thought the one kid I spared in all my centuries of surviving Surty would end up becoming this powerful. You really took my request to heart huh kid. I am looking forward to this. It's been a while since I have been excited for a fight." The man's cigarette dropped to the floor as he drew his sword. He waited until I drew mine and then he lifted his foot and stamped on the cigarette. The world slowed completely, freezing down to the second. But for some reason I wasn't. In an instant I knew that he was using high level cryomancy and my heart was keeping me warm and moving. But he didn't seem to know that He walked forward letting his guard lower and raising his sword looking down into my eyes. I was still standing perfectly still waiting for my opening. Until he had his sword raised completely above my head I released all of the hellfire I could expanding the heat rapidly creating a fireball around me and a shockwave that pushed the man backwards I then charged in with my sword. He created walls of blue ice around him that were impossible to cut or burn. With every cut they regenerated instantly. I started forming one of my favourite spells. Hall of blades. This spell allows me to summon thousands of swords all made from concentrated hellfire meaning I could swing thousands of swords in an instant. Breaking down the ice but as I did a giant iceberg slapped into me. At the last second I used my demonic armour to shield me from the blow and boost my speed allowing me to rush back at him this time using the fire to accelerate my hand punching with so much force it ignited the air around it pushing it down into the man's terrified face. He fell to the ground coughing up blood. "Huh I'm gonna die. I feel terrible I ain't gonna lie but I probably deserve it. Boy if I knew this is how you'd turn out I should have killed you back then. That's The Hell Flame right? Amazing I bet you're the reason Drakonia is silent too huh. Wow kid you beat me and I thought I was the second most powerful thing on earth but I guess I just resorted to cheap tricks like freezing time. You and Surty are on a whole other level. I know you hate me kid and you should hell I hate me but know this, you've wasted your life. I know I have no right to say that as the one who stole your family from you but you have devoted your life to me. I take it as a compliment. It's strangely fulfilling to know I had this much influence over someone's life. Well if I know Surty and I know Surty He's probably waiting for you on his throne. You do want to kill him too right after all it was his order. Well I can see my life flashing before me and that's not something I wanna relive so could you do me a favour and kill me now so I can start my eternity burning in hell." And that was it I consumed him with my flames and turned to the castle standing in front of me to my last adversary before my rest.