A boy could be seen sitting on a boulder with his legs folded one over the other and his eyes closed.
Purple fire could be seen around him. It was wild and formless, changing constantly with the flow of the wind.
It soon became bigger and started growing. It started destroying anything that it came into contact with.
As soon as it touched the shadow, it quickly scattered in that area and started expanding. The grass that came into contact with the shadow of the fire also became damaged.
The next moment, it returned toward him and surrounded his body again before slowly dissipating into his eyes. His eyes opened the next moment, glowing violet but soon it disappeared.
He slowly stood up and swung his hand, holding air. A sword appeared on it and whistled in the air. His eyes released a purple glow as he looked at the black sword in his hand.
'Whoosh'
