Inferno

I : The Baptism of Flames

The Kingdom of Zaven was a living testament to the untamed beauty of fire. From the ever-glowing citadels to the sparkling rivers of lava, everything was bathed in a warm, inviting glow. It was here that Ignis was to begin his journey.

Under the watchful eyes of Phoenix, the Fire Queen, Ignis found himself on a training ground, the air around him crackling with an intense heat. His heart pounded in his chest like a drum as he stared at his outstretched palm, willing the fire to obey his command.

"Focus, Ignis," Phoenix's voice echoed around him, her tone patient yet firm. "The fire is not just around you, it's within you. Feel its warmth, its life. Make it your own."

Following her words, Ignis closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he tried to attune himself to the energy around him. He could feel the fire, its raw and wild power, its untamed spirit, all resonating within him. And then, with a rush of exhilaration, a flame burst from his palm, dancing and flickering as if celebrating its birth.

A chuckle pulled Ignis from his concentration, and the flame disappeared as swiftly as it had appeared. Turning, Ignis found himself looking at a figure leaning against a molten rock, her fiery hair cascading down her shoulders. The woman pushed off the rock, sauntering towards him with a smirk playing on her lips.

"Always the show-off, aren't we, Ignis?" the woman teased, her eyes glinting with amusement. She was Pyra, a fire spirit, who had quickly become a friend and ally in this strange new world.

Before Ignis could retort, a figure approached them. It was Zelda, Phoenix's loyal servant, her fiery eyes serious as she addressed Ignis. "You're doing well, Ignis. But remember, mastering the fire isn't just about conjuring flames. It's about understanding its nature, its will. It's about becoming one with it."

As the sun set, painting the sky in hues of orange and red, Ignis stood amidst his new companions, determination burning brightly in his eyes. He was not just a boy thrown into an extraordinary world anymore. He was Ignis, the Flame Bearer of Zaven, and this was just the beginning of his journey.