Episode 104 – The Fire (1/2)

Episode 104 – The Fire

Previously:

The day of the practical exae arena created by the Replica Dungeon Kiel and Nelaira e to defeat their opponents Rhur uses Razorblood petals to slice the neck of his opponent open Kiel and Rhur decide to each take one opponent, however, they can’t agree on which opponent to pick They end up bickering, neither one wanting to fight Deora Nelaira tricks Deora into attacking the Rroda brothers, and Deora ends up pursuing Kiel with a barrage of fireballs Kiel runs away, dodging the fireballs, however, Deora es to hit him with an explosive airball

The moment the airball slammed into Kiel’s shi+eld, Deora set it on fire

What folloas a scene fronited, and fla it look as if a floas bloo like a miniature sun, it expanded and expanded until it sed everything

The explosion left a large crater around the epicenter, the blast shaking the whole stadiurated, and a large mushroom of dust and vapor rose into the air

The blast was so loud that it caused people present to te The shockwave reached even Rhur and Nelaira, pushi+ng theht

Even Deora, as prepared for the explosion, was sent tu backwards

Yet, Kiel as in the center of the explosion had it the worst His earth shi+eld disintegrated into nothingness as if it was made out of thin paper The force froans and sending hi from the corner of his mouth, his body enveloped in flahed out a mouthful of blood, and his consciousness blanked out

If despair had a color it would be orange

A boy no older than six stared around hi beautiful eyes were usually icy blue, but today, one could see no blue in those large eyes Their usual icy blue had been coe reflection of flaues licked his feet

The crackling of fire was all he could hear

All color of the world had been drained, replaced by a sea of orange

Everything had been sed up by the ocean of flae Orange Everything was orange

Fueled by the wooden furniture, the flaliding down the curtains, sliding down carpets

The pretty potted flowers decorating the corridor ithering with speed visible to the naked eye The sparks kept slowly torturing the a hole after hole in their leaves

The boy’s heart quivered as he noticed a special plant aether He had watched it grow into a s its flowers Yet now, the plant they worked so hard to nourish was getting eaten alive by the insatiable flaain

The boy parted his cracked lips to screaed to produce a hi fit The s his

He coughed, he wheezed, his whole body quaked

His chest constricted

He couldn’t breathe

His eyes were bloodshot The s thee teardrops slid down the side of his face, but before they could reach his chin, they would dry up fro only a wet trail behind

The boy’s usually white face had turned red, it was so hot one could fry an egg on it Soot covered his round cheeks and ar beco out stea faster than the sweat could daed to reach the flaher, al themselves to devour it

The fire wrecked his honized it The pretty wooden house he had grown up in had turned into a cage threatening to s him forever

His uneven footsteps paused when he reached the lobby There, fra full of holes that were slowly spreading

He had drawn that picture after his first trip to the zoo It was a picture of him, his mother, father, Clawy and all the aninize the species of the ani He had even finished coloring it coot bored half way

Even his father had been extremely amazed when he had shown it to hie expression

Yet, now, the fla his future, the holes spread until they sed up hishim alone in the center

Disoriented, the boy stu the flames Each step he took caused a wave of pain to shoot towards his brain The blood on his knees had driedhis pants stick to the wounds With each stu fresh blood And then, the heat would dry the bloodhis pants stick to the wound

The cycle repeated and repeated until he grew nuony Terror Despair It drowned out all thought The boy’s body htened ani shelter, seeking a way out

His heart thu all sound

Ba-du second, his breaths becaed, more painful

As his eyes landed on the doorway out of the house, his eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat

Yet just as the flicker of hope nite inside of him, the disaster struck, as if the Gods theuish all hope

The fire burned through a large plank on the ceiling uillotine

Adrenaline shot through the boy’s veins giving his tired lith He ran forwards and fell, rolling on the ground

He covered his little head full of damp, messy black hair with his scraped and blackened arms

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump

His heart thu him by an inch However, the cabinet next to him was not as lucky The plank shattered it into pieces, the debris erupting everywhere

The boy barely registered that he had been hit by the wreckage, his body was already growing numb to the pain

When he re his eyes landed on was a fa in front of him It had been placed on top of the cabinet but fell when it shattered

It was an action figure dressed in a Peacekeeper uniform

“Arnold!” The boy cried Arnold was more than just his favorite toy – he was his best friend An upholder of justice, the neone on countless adventures together Froetting lost in the jungle of grass

Half of Arnold’s friendly, s face stared back at the boy eerily, the other half had already er looked a It was as if his best friend had been taken over by soht made the boy’s heart clench and quiver

Ba-du to just abandon it That was Arnold, his Arnold! He reached to pick hiers touched the toy, he let out a painful howl

The toy scalded his fingers, fueling a fresh round of tears

The boy sniveled, tears strea down his cheeks, he cradled his burned hand, slowly etching backwards, away fro at him with a wide smile the entire ti soft and fluffy under it His eyes e bundle of fur under it

A tail

Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump!