As far as I could remember, I live in a place where no mortal or immortal could set foot in and survive. My race lives in dangerous temperatures as we live with one goal in mind. We hunt down those who share a special mark that every being we encounter fears us. Those who resist their fate will be engaged in a battle to the death. Whoever wins the mark disappears and those who manage to win the mark disappear rendering them free from our wraith. Those who lose are just simply reincarnated back home to annihilate a newer target. That is our way of living it doesn't matters if they are good or evil we take our job seriously once ordered. Once the mark is established, one who is in my home isn't on a job and must take the order or wait to enlist some help to fulfill to annihilate a marked target. Those who aren't marked and assist the marked victim or victims shall become a target even if not marked. If the marked target becomes annihilated the help will be fought for their annihilation because they intervene to try to help. This is the way of the beast...
A male beast said, "So, that's the unbreakable law of my people, and are bound to its laws forever. This brings balance and balance must always be carried out."
The beast is surrounded by black and pale blue flames as his eyes shine brightly in the depths of his home. He however is only allowed to study to one day carry out the law and doing so before graduation is a undetermined amount of time locked up in a cryogenic stasis dimension as rumors say.
A female beast asks, "Do you believe in that punishment that we will be..." The male beast said, "(He interrupts.) That's just a rumor to scare us so we can don't neglect our studies." A female beast asks, "What if it were true?" A male beast answers, "If it were to be true, then we have to fight back against everyone and everything or become a frozen husk."
A female teacher said, "Alright now back to your training..."
Meanwhile, in another dimension, a marked being is fighting a beast that looks like an armored werewolf fighting a powerful adult black dragon as red flames rage onto the armored werewolf where the flames hit him and he is unharmed.
A male beast warrior shouts, "Is that the best you got? I felt fire hotter than that where I come from! Dragon, you are far too weak to tangle with the likes of me!"
He starts pushing through the flames effortlessly while he has his right-hand claw ready to strike. The dragon panicked as it was about to retreat but was struck down in one blow and slowly annihilates into nothingness. The Mark on the dragon's body fades away alongside the body of the dragon. The armored werewolf smirked as he opens a port with his red glowing eyes and flew through the port as it closes behind him at full speed.