Prologue
Serin 15, 1345
The laughter-that horrible laughter. It makes me cringe every time I think about it-what happened last night. But that's every moment I have to myself. I can't believe I failed them. I let my family down. I let them die. All I can smell is the smell of their burning bodies, and their screams echo through my head, their cries. Why couldn't I help them? Why didn't I? This is all my fault. It's my fault they died-burned to death by Navaar's hand. And I didn't do anything-trapped in that house too. Why did I have to be cursed with the element of fire? Making me unhurt by fire's touch. Listening to them scream and plead-begging me to save them. But I couldn't. Navaar-the bastard- had his men chain lock the doors shut-and bar the windows. Then torch the house. There wasn't anything I can do-except fail my family. Why didn't Watch warn us? Why didn't I save my family? Just like I let my mother die, a year ago; I let my family die too. And now there's nothing I can do but be Navaar's slave-why because he wants me. But why should I be his? After all, he's done to my family? To me? But if I keep fighting more people will die-and be hurt. But who's left? My family's dead. Why should I let him hurt me-my family? I failed them once-I won't fail them again. I shall revenge their deaths even if it kills me. Maybe then I can ease my guilt. Maybe they'll forgive me for failing them. But one thing is certain I will not fail them again.
Serin 15, 1345
The laughter-that horrible laughter. It makes me cringe every time I think about it-what happened last night. But that's every moment I have to myself. I can't believe I failed them. I let my family down. I let them die. All I can smell is the smell of their burning bodies, and their screams echo through my head, their cries. Why couldn't I help them? Why didn't I? This is all my fault. It's my fault they died-burned to death by Navaar's hand. And I didn't do anything-trapped in that house too. Why did I have to be cursed with the element of fire? Making me unhurt by fire's touch. Listening to them scream and plead-begging me to save them. But I couldn't. Navaar-the bastard- had his men chain lock the doors shut-and bar the windows. Then torch the house. There wasn't anything I can do-except fail my family. Why didn't Watch warn us? Why didn't I save my family? Just like I let my mother die, a year ago; I let my family die too. And now there's nothing I can do but be Navaar's slave-why because he wants me. But why should I be his? After all, he's done to my family? To me? But if I keep fighting more people will die-and be hurt. But who's left? My family's dead. Why should I let him hurt me-my family? I failed them once-I won't fail them again. I shall revenge their deaths even if it kills me. Maybe then I can ease my guilt. Maybe they'll forgive me for failing them. But one thing is certain I will not fail them again.
