"Yes..." Reiner's answer slipped out on a sigh, carrying the wistful echo of a glorious past. He drew a breath, eyes reflecting flickers of invisible flame.
"Lucas was born unbridled," Reiner added. "Straight as a sword, crooked as a storm. Rules bored him. He chased the power inside fire, the madness that destroys everything, then plants the first seed of something new..."
"To reach that truth, he set his own flesh alight again and again, dancing along the razor edge between life and annihilation until he forged the awe-inspiring Demonflare Art... When he strode out as the Fire Demon Lord, worlds trembled. Demons knelt, immortals whispered his name with fear."
"Flegel, though, was warmth itself," Reiner continued, his tone gentling. "He heard in every ember the promise of light, comfort, and renewal... To him, fire was the cradle of civilization, the lantern that keeps despair at bay..."
"His Blazewraith Technique could purge corruption and nourish barren lands. In time, he was hailed across the star-fields as the Fire Spirit Lord, steward of a whole constellation, worshipped as the very source of hope's first spark."
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