With peace comes prosperity and freedom. It is undeniable. But with it also comes the struggle for power, deceit, and tragedies. And then, descending into war. For centuries, peace and its opposite had fought over the control of the weary of the fate of the people who lives. And it kept this way...and peace results in the end for there was the Avatar, a line of guardians who transcended from each of the four lines of heritage, Air, Fire, Water, and Earth. They defeated all who challenged the times of peace and brought the end to each tyranny that attempted to harm the balance of the world.
Yet, harm was still done, and by the time the Fall of the Sozin's Comet, the Air Nomad were reduced to one last member, Aang, who was also the Avatar. Then, at the next cycle, he defeated the ex-Fire Lord, now Phoenix King Ozai, and his friends defeated the rest of his army, including a horrifying fire bending prodigy, Azula. With the end of this war, peace was restored, but as always, not for long. The corruption of peace came easily when the corruption of it was done in the name of peace. Especially especially when humans were still corrupted. And young Avatar Aang's adventures would not be over until he rooted each and all.
A spirit roamed in the darkness. To it, everything was seen as clearly as in the day. To it, night was day.
This world was a world of balance, of harmony, and of greatness, but yet it loved none of it. To it, the world should be one of chaos, one of war, and one of cacophony. It should be. It must be.
It mused as it continued its travels. The Fire Nation's legacy had fallen, and it sighed. Sozin and his descendants were works of art, perhaps his best masterpieces yet. And still it failed. But now the world had come to an interesting crossroad: how would destiny bind the humans who survived this calamity?
It could smell the coming of a great future as if the early scent of Spring, but it also saw dots of decay in the midst, threatening to ruin the world once and for all. And though it had no mouth, it laughed with sheer joy-what better destruction does this world deserve than to be destroyed in the name of peace and freedom?