Chapter Seven: Fire
Author's Note: Thanks to L van Am for sending me this word.
There are many types of fire. Some types are gentle and burn only on candles and torches, illuminating the night and casting light into the darkness. Then there are other types, like the one that destroyed Peach's, Azia's and so many others lives, burning and destroying everyone and everything it sees. But there is one other, more destructive than even the one listed before. The one that pulls all the strings for everything dark and cruel ever done. The unholy demon called Rage.
Rage lives inside of us all; destroying and making turmoil of our inner peace. Those with someone to hate succumb more easily to its dark ways, others resist. Bowser is one of the people who have given into it, letting its dark glow cast a shadow over his entire life, letting rage be his puppeteer.
Everything Bowser does is inspired by his rage and hate for Mario. All his plots, all his plans, all based on his goal to kill Mario once in for all. Poor Bowser; maybe he could've become more he had held out against the dark fires of rage. Maybe…
It's a shorter than what I'd like it to be, but I couldn't think of anything else to put. Review please!