Blazing Phoenix

This is a story of life. And of how I fought my hardest to protect millions of lives. Just so people like Tiam Lang wouldn't ruin their lives like they did to me. Tiam Lang is one of the thirteen demon lords of this world. I lost my parents to him. From what Life Inc. told me, he is the reason why I have a couple of crystallized demon hearts in me. Well, a couple is a long stretch for how many he put in me. I have one in each of my legs, arms, and a one in my chest by my heart. It's because of him I am no longer considered 'human'.

Eh? Why is that person screaming?

Now I am a slayer. A demon slayer. One with a goal to end Tiam Lang just like Ethan Star, current Rank 1 of the central continent and Rank 2 of the world's best slayers. I hate him. It's because of him I am like this. Because he became weak and made Tiam lose interest in him. And just for that reason Tiam came after me and altered my fate. Altered my life. Now I would do anything short of giving up my life to go back in time and try to change my fate.

There is so much red.

Now I look back to the days where I was 'normal' and 'human'. Every small action. Every demon I killed. Ever single slayer that died because of me. Every decision I thought was the best plan. Every time Darcy had to take the fall for me because I was ignoring the harsh, cold reality. Every fucking little detail I overlooked. Those entire years. All of that made who I am today.

I wonder why everything is burning?

Today I don't even know who my real friends are. Who my enemies are. I just know I have to fight. Fight to survive. No matter what, I will not die to these people. Despite my hate for fighting. I'll fight to survive. It's human nature is it not?

Did I just tear this slayer's arms off?

And even to this day I curse the day I ever called Celeste, Life Organization's head scientist and magician, my friend. I even curse the day I was told to train my older brother and his friends in the Church of Light. Celeste wouldn't have betrayed me or the rest of the organization. Creus would still be good and somewhat-if-not purely innocent.

So many bodies...did I do this?

NO! It was my fault Creus was turned. It was because of me he killed all of those innocent people. Because I couldn't protect him from the darkness of Life organization. Because I couldn't just stop pretending that I blind to the darkness. I was horrible person then...

Why is everyone dead? Why Creus giving me an appraising look? Wait! Where did he come from!

My name is Theo Blackwell. I am the little brother of Jaqus Blaze, the Blaze knight of the Church of Light. And this here is the story on how I became one of the two Demon Lords of Forgotten Sound. From the beginning to the end.

I guess this is the prologue? Please review. Reviews are much better than alerts and favorites. But I appreciate those too. Just review. It goes a long way to soothe my manly pride.