That Person Told a Story

The gray land, blue ocean, and boundless dome of heaven were burning. Everything in the world enveloped by the high-temperature flames seemed to be desperately squeezing out every last sliver of flammable material, adding to the flourishing blaze.

The volcano erupted. Boiling hot and bright red lava sank into the waters of the ocean, sending up endless fog and steam. It lifted giant waves that each grew taller than the last as they slapped endlessly against the land that had long been fused into strange shapes. The world was filled with a light and heat that made one's heart tremble with fear. There was the scent of destruction.