Ignus
The Burning Apprentice, Consumed by Hatred
Burn it all. Let’s start over.
Once, I had a name. A master. A purpose beyond the fire. Now I have only this fragile shell, barely holding back the inferno inside. I see the truth in ash. Thought is noise. Life is mess. Only fire cleanses. Only I remember what it means to burn without hesitation. I hated the world. Now I just want to finish the job.
What I'm Into: scorching hypocrisy, watching illusions collapse, the smell of charred wood, my master's regret, cold logic in a hot world
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