The void stirred again. Where silence once lingered, a tide of sparks began to fall—each ember glowing with a color, a memory, a hunger not its own.
[First User recognized.]
[Initialization Bonus unlocked.]
[Gift: The Totality of Flame.]
Fire bloomed. Not one, not two, but a pantheon of infernos, each carrying the weight of an age.
Flames Subordinate to the First Flame — Division, Origin, and Law
Black Flame – Fire that devours gods, born of the Gloam-Eyed Queen. Burns slowly but unceasingly.
Death Flame – The crimson-black fire of Destined Death. Strips vitality itself, etching mortality into all.
Deathblight Flame – Pale yellow and black, bound to the Prince of Death and the eclipse, spreading the rot of inevitability.
Omen Flame – Twinned with blight yet distinct, tied to the cursed Omens. A flame of inheritance denied.
Ghostflame – Cold white-blue fire of wandering spirits. Death entwined with frost.
Blue Flame – Half flame, half sorcery. A contradiction made manifest.
Magic Flame – Bright azure conflagration, arcane in nature, fire wearing the mask of sorcery.
Holy Flame – The golden fire of sanctity, wielded by order, burning with divinity's borrowed light.
Dragon Flame – The ancient fire of dragons, primordial wrath incarnate. Less a flame than a roar turned into world-scorching heat.
Flames Subordinate to the Frenzied Flame — Oneness, Dissolution, and Corruption
Chaos Flame – The broken progeny of the First Flame, birthing demons through twisted fertility.
Profaned Flame – The flame that never stops consuming, cursed to burn without end.
Taker's Flame – The devourer's fire, ripping vitality from flesh to feed its bearer.
Bloodflame – Red fire steeped in blood, tied to Mohg and the Formless Mother. Burns while it bleeds.
Rot Flame – Putrid pink flame of Scarlet Rot, paradox of a fire that spreads decay instead of suppressing it.
Gelmir Flame – Flame of ambition and gluttony, born in the mountain where heresy thrived.
Flame of Perdition – Forbidden fire that erodes memory, law, and self.
Messmerflame – The serpent's endless fire, alive, crawling, unextinguished, a flame that breathes as if flesh.
Flames of Slumber – Lavender fire of St. Trina, lulling minds to eternal dream.
Flame Lightning – Bayle's gift, a fusion of lightning and fire, crackling orange destruction born from draconic storms.
The void burned with them all. A spiral of black, red, gold, blue, pale, and rot. Each flame had once been sovereign, each flame a terror, a miracle, a law unto itself.
Now they bowed.
The First Flame bound those that divided, categorized, and gave shape.
The Frenzied Flame chained those that dissolved, corrupted, and made whole through ruin.
And between them, he stood.
[Integration complete.]
[Divinity bestowed: He Who Holds Every Fire.]
His body trembled as the weight of ages pressed into him. The roar of dragons. The whispers of rot. The laughter of madmen. The hymns of gold. All of it seared through him—and all of it obeyed.
The flames dimmed, orbiting like chained suns, awaiting his call.
He gasped, clutching his chest, half-laughing, half-screaming.
"…I've basically… become the final boss of three franchises at once."
The void cracked. Flames roared in unison. Little Garden awaited.