Another War of Sorts

Inner turmoil is best left on the faces of your enemies. Should you run out of enemies of course you must not turn on yourself. - Chronicles of Lorentino

Dark days happen when you're all alone going to war. And that's what I was doing, going to war. Initially the denizens just tried to attack me in small groups. They learned early on this was a bad idea, they also learned I knew they couldn't die, but also knew they could be really hurt so that they wished death was what I gave them (this is where it helps I've been using necromancy for a long time, one of several times I think that which makes me a bad person I'm sure).

After this initial feeling ourselves out period. They ganged up on me. So many of the bastards who should have been going after each other came after me! The idiots. I would not be taken so easily, up until I was captured, and then I broke free, and then I was captured again. It was a vicious cycle. I believe the creatures did not have the will to kill me, I was just a foreign agent in their land and they were probably under some instinctual desire to stop me brought on the Fire God, but what they were really doing was letting me hone my craft.

I took my scrapes, took my injuries and damages, and then became the thing these creatures would talk about in hushed voices. I do think the Fire God underestimated me. She figured she could contain me, figured she could lock me in her little punishment land and I'd just fall to pieces. But no, I got better, I got worse of course but in a way that just meant I was all the worse for when I'd get out. And I had honed my hatred of the gods into a sharp implement that I was planning on impaling the Fire God with the next time I saw her smug face.

In a way that's what kept me alive, the thought of killing the Fire God and then letting the universe unfuck itself from there. Shame when I got out thing's were already pretty damn awful anyway, but that's how things go right? At least I was only partially at fault, this time, I'm sure. And not just because once again I'm writing the winning narrative...