----Hestia------------------------------------------------------
I'm going to tell you a story, the story of how I met Plamya. The torch had been activated for some time but the Order hadn't yet been founded.
Heroes and Villains were hunted by the police equally.
I was exploring the city of fire, Arataan. It was a place that was founded after the third World War, after the genocide of the empowered and after the effects of climate change set in completely.
Arataan itself was built using volcanic glass, hence the name. The city itself wasn't that big but it was quite beautiful.
It lay next to a mountain and on a sunny day, the city shined with beautifull colors.
Little did I know that a little spark would change it all.
This city had been plagued by villains for years, ever since I first reignited the torch. They had taken over this city and nobody could do anything about it.
And yet, in places like this, there was always something that was more beautiful than anything you can imagine. Hope.
In this place, the little spark and the hope were one and the same. They called her the Mistress of Flame, a young lady that had been taking out the criminals, one at a time.
I had come here for something else. I had heard rumors of the most powerful god killing weapon in existence to be here.
In the end it wasn't, I would later find it on someone I still don't completely trust.
What I did find was her. Or rather, she found me.
I had come to a weapons auction, the one where it was rumored to appear. And low and behold, a very inferior copy using a few illusion spells to make it seem genuine appeared and people were climbing over each other to buy it.
Ironically, the thing that lured me here was provided by none other than that little spark. She had used it to draw out a lot of big shots into one of the few buildings that was made of wood.
That's when the fire started, panic rising in the hearts of most. Some were, like me, completely calm because they knew they would be able to survive.
371 people died at that moment. Most of them villains with ambitions to take over the city.
3 survived, there had been 15 who had stayed calm. What surprised me was that even I, a goddess affiliated with fire, had a few burns, the other 2 had severe burns that they would probably barely make it if they were taken to a hospital in time.
That's when I saw her, the girl who would become my student and the one I groomed to become a goddess.
I knew what she had used, hellfire, the only flame hot enough to burn even gods.
What I didn't understand is how she was able to use it, hellfire was unique to Satan (or whatever name you use for the devil).
Her being able to use it could mean only one thing, she was his descendant, I hoped so anyway.
She stood before the other two, burning them up like it was nothing. Afterwards, she turned towards me.
"You, I don't know you. What was your purpose for being here? Are you someone new who just wants to take this city for herself or are you something else?"
At least she had learned to speak in an intimidating fashion.
"I was here because I heard rumors of a weapons that could kill gods, it was a fake."
"What would you have done with it? I should kill you if you wanted to use it for evil schemes or something."
... Nope, her intimidation factor vanished after the ending of that sentence.
"It doesn't matter what I was going to do because it isn't here. I'm guessing you provided the fake to lure most of them here, you also lured me."
She looked at the sword, the hilt had melted and most of the metal had been completely burned away.
You might think that it was stupid of the bad guys to set up here but that's not true, Hellfire has one special property. It can burn anything.
The reason they had come here was because these walls were easy to destroy meaning if it was necessary they could just punch their way out.
She had surrounded the building in fire so it hadn't worked.
She threw a fireball at me. I caught it and threw it back, in the end, hellfire is still fire and thus my element.
I walked away from the city that would later be known as the city of demons, a place so infested with villains that Plamya burned it to the ground.
It would be a long time before the order was founded, about 200 years. I had never expected that the girl I met there, the hope of those people, would turn into the hope of the world.