Ch:1 Reborn

Dying is a blur I don't remember clearly, no one would yet somehow, for some inconceivable reason I have been given a chance, a chance to live a new life, a fresh start.

And to determine that it was decided upon a spin of a massive wheel filled to the brim of words I can't quite make out, as well as an inner ring with more words and it's own pointer.

A simple lever with the words 'Pull me' adorning its metal plate connected to nowhere.

Confused by the situation I hesitantly gave the lever a pull and the wheel spun, it spun for quite a while might I add, but when it finally stopped I was greeted by the sight of the outermost circle pointing to an option called, 'Fairy Tail' , Taking a moment to assess the other options it also consisted of other fictional worlds, some I have no real solid knowledge or much of an understanding about. Thankfully it wasn't star trek or star wars.

The inner most circle on the other hand stopped on an fairly... disconcerting option, Satan Flames, I may have been a bit of a chuuni naming characters things like Lucifer and Asura but still... Such a power sounds alarming to say the least...

The wheel vanished and in it's place is now a giant word saying. Goodluck! In a cutesy font. I'm not sure about this but I am pretty sure my eyebrow is twitching at the sight.

Then like a sensation of waking up from a particularly wild night. No seriously there was a time I drank so much that when I blinked I woke up the next day and dunno what the hello happened after my last memory of said night.

I woke up in a forest right next to a running river thankfully, surrounded by trees bigger than I've ever seen and looking a luscious green I didn't know was possible. First things first, find out if my power has made alterations to my appearance.

In the running water I took in my appearance, although hard to do so, and found myself staring into a leaner and more asian appearance as well as envy causing smooth pale white skin, and eyes of intense blue, atop my head sat luscious silky black hair in a messy almost L like fashion.

I found looking at you, but not what you are accustomed to, to be trippy. I was a fairly big and definitely had more muscular features, not to mention fairly tanned skin and brown eyes.

But aside from that? I noticed my senses seems no is definitely far better than my previous ones. Even going as far as needing glasses or at the very least contacts. How did I make the conclusion? I had a dull sense of smell due to the smoke, I and a few others in my family well, smoke.

And here I am almost in awe at the smell of dirt, water, nature and possibly a hint of fesces thankfully the delightful flowers are mostly over powering it. Next is obviously my sight, I had horrible sight as stated, now it's probably better than 20/20 vision. Nay scratch that, it is better. For I have just spotted a very well camouflaged and in the shadows snake lurking a good 30ft away.

It sure is one 'hell' of an experience though...

Wonder if this is what people on drugs felt? Maybe acid or magic mushrooms, those were real strong said a former friend.

Now back to observations, I started off with checking ears, very slightly pointed nothing my eyes can't spot quickly, hmm sharper canines... no tail so that's good. Next was a series of physical tests using my previous capabilities as a reference point, back then to warm up I'd do 50 push ups. A hundred sit ups, a 30 minute run and a pull ups 30 of 'em, well it's a mini work out before the weights.

Well this is depressing, looking at my state I look like a 7 year old pretty boy no muscle at all. Yet I somehow did my mini work out with no sweat. Literally.

In typical anime fashion I was on all fours, my head hung low as a rain cloud appeared over my head and a drizzle started out of it.

A growl from my stomach had me rushing for firewood and some stones and wood.

Coming back to my temporary camp I used what basics I knew of survival and luckily started a fire. I took a fairly 'sharp' stone and did my best to hone an already pointy piece of wood. A few go overs and the edge is better by a bit and I went to the river, the passing marine life running away at the sudden intrusion into the water, I let myself be still and not cause anymore disturbances in the stream of water aside from the one I am already causing by being in it. Thankfully a few minutes had passed and a fish got comfortable to swim by my strike zone and with a swish using my new bodies capability caught me some lunch.

A bit later now high noon I sat there using the river as a way to wash my hands. 'Hmm, without spices it isn't good and I never really liked sea food either.' Eitherway all cleaned up which was just washing, I started heading into civilisation, thankfully I am clothed in a simple white t-shirt and black jogging pants.

I started walking my jovial way following the river down stream. An hour into my walk however I smelled something foul, my nose wrinkled at this, I will need some time getting used to my enhanced senses...

A few minutes later I find 2 men, both are wearing dirty rags of clothes and are both emaciated, smelly and overall just disgusting.

My opinion on them however worsened when they both brought out dirty knives that will surely give me tetanus if I get stabbed. But who knows if my new physique would be more resistant.

"Hey davie ya think we could make a pretty jewel selling of this little thing?" One of the men said to the other, the other grinning a grin that would send little kids running. "Ya man the cash could last us months, maybe more of lucky." I would deny people who said I quivered at this but I indeed do so. Having no combat training and not really getting into much fights and even when I do I just wrestle the other.

I slowly backed away fear clouding my mind and making my movements stiff. If I was thinking straight I would've ran, no emaciated man can catch up if I did. But the fear froze me, they approached me with their disgusting grins baring their yellowed teeth and bringing up their rusty knives. They rushed at me and my dull motor skills somehow had me trip on nothing, now on my ass I was helpless against the incoming men.

One pinned me to the ground and the other went behind me to support his friend, my struggling making it difficult for them and their already frail states only helped me. At one point I was able to trash around enough that one hit his head hard on the ground, it seemed that pissed him off however as he in a blind rage stabbed me in the sides with the knife. The pain causing me to yell and cry, I felt weak, powerless, helpless. I just lay there slowly bleeding out as the other man berated the one who stabbed me for losing their 'precious commodity'. Being treated like a mere think enraging me.

How dare they do this to me. How dare they think to sell me like some item. My anger continued to rise and something snapped. Suddenly I underwent slow physical changes bringing me even more pain, trashing and rolling around I felt a new appendage slowly grow, it was attached to my lower back just above my butt. My canines grew longer, my insides felt like they were tearing and repairing at the same time. Yet my anger shined through despite the pain as one suggested to just kill me since I was annoying and screaming so much. And like the flood gates were raised power flowed through me. It started as small embers, yet in a fiery explosion I was surrounded by ethereal blue flames raging around me. Growing with every second as if to signify the power I feel swelling inside of me or my rising anger. My physical changes accelerated and within seconds it was finished I felt my wound fine in confusion I looked down only to see molten metal I lifted up my somehow not burnt blood stained shirt to find my wound no more.

I was snapped back to reality as the men started screaming in terror yet I keeled over as I felt pain on my forehead blood suddenly started dripping from my head and I felt something growing on my forehead when I looked up to the men their screaming changed now also shouting about me being a demon. I felt myself growing angry despite the new pain I am feeling, how dare they call me a demon, they are the demons to nonchalantly plan to sell a child. How dare they do so to me! These worms deserve to DIE!

and the my domain of flames grew and consumed the men who started writhing as they started burning somehow slowly despite the knife melting quickly, I started laughing like a maniac feeling satisfaction watching them writhe and screaming in pain and horror.

Yet my enjoyment met its end as I realized the what I have just done. I murdered two humans, scum they may be, in cold blood. Becoming no better than them and those maniacal murderers. I started vomiting in disgust but despite my regret and guilt over what I did, some corner of my consciousness feels satisfaction and finding nothing wrong with what I have done. With my rampaging emotions came the rampage of my new found power over my flames. Inexplicably stronger than before and quickly spreading through trees catching them in a blaze of supernatural blue flames.

I panicked realizing my small mistake could kill hundreds should houses be near the forest, judging by the attire of my would be kidnappers the technology of this world is low and it would make sense to live near a forest to hunt in and a river for water. I could either directly kill humans due to their houses burning within minutes due to my flames, or to killing and driving away animals potentially causing starvation no it would cause starvation. With animals gone and meat made scarce other food would get bumped in price and even then the lower class families will suffer depending on how bad transportation is in this world then it could very well mean the village will slowly die.

But I realized a small detail that just may allow myself to redeem myself. The flames respond to my emotions and intent, I can't rely on just controlling the flames a small chunk at a time. I need the intent to make them burn out. When my flames devoured... the would be kidnappers my more unethical thoughts made their deaths slower and more painful considering my flames can easily melt metal and is devouring wood like crazy... and the fact I still have clothes. Normal clothes that aren't burning.

Deep breathes I need some semblance of being calm.

Breath in.

Breath out.

Breath in.

Breath out.

Haaa. I please make my flames die out. I want to save the forest... the flames assault slowed but is showing no signs of stopping.

Please! Stop! I don't want to cause more deaths or suffering!

The same as before only slowing a bit.

It's no use the flames doesn't care for what I want or ask... I'm useless I can't control my own flames. Do I deserve this second chance? My first day and my flames already causing death...

No wait. It is My flames!

I don't need to ask of it. To plead with it.

MY Flames will stop right now!

And as if on cue the flames all fizzled and slowly but surely died out.

I looked around and took note of the destruction I have caused. A good 4 or 5 miles have been totally burnt and only ashes and burnt wood remained.

I went to my knees realizing the danger I pose to others. I need to train. I need to truly control this power before I travel to human establishments.

Because now. I'm not a human, not fully, Anymore.

I walked over to the stream and saw my reflection shrouded in the ethereal blue flames like a cloak with denser balls on my shoulders and on my budding horns... snow white hair my intense blue eyes now having a red slit pupil. Elf like elongated ears, and looking behind me a long black tail also engulfed in blue flames.

And with one last glance to the destruction I've caused. I walked towards the mountains, hopefully bereft of trees and a suitable place for training.