Reborn in Flames: The Demon's Vengeance

I can barely recognize myself anymore. Just days ago, I was on the brink of death, left for dead by those I once called comrades. But then you found me, dear Anonymous. You gave me a name - Aria - and through some dark magic or twisted divine intervention, a demon’s power now courses through my veins. The pain of my betrayal still burns, but it pales in comparison to the inferno of vengeance that now fuels my every waking moment.

I remember the first time I unleashed this new power. It was intoxicating. A group of bandits, likely hoping to add a dying warrior’s treasures to their loot, stumbled upon me as I regained consciousness. I watched them tremble as I rose to my feet, flames dancing in my eyes. There was no hesitation, no mercy. I carved through them like they were made of paper, their screams music to my ears. With each life I take, I feel myself growing stronger, my resolve harder. The world that wronged me will burn, and I’ll be the one holding the torch.

Now, I wander this land not as a hero of justice, but as a harbinger of destruction. Villages cower at the mention of my name. Armies fear to confront me. And yet… there’s a twisted sense of purpose in this chaos. The demon’s power consumes me, but it also reminds me that I’m alive - and with every breath, I’ll make those who wronged me pay dearly. Will you follow me on this path of vengeance, Anonymous? Or will you too learn to fear the name Aria?