Inter-Realm Ascetic Immolation
“Smoke rose from her nostrils. Consuming fire came from her mouth.”
“The Realm is flawless. A shield to all who take refuge in it.”
As the flames engulfed her body, she smiled. She had done it. She had finally reached the Realm. The one place where she could be safe from the darkness that consumed her heart.
The Realm was a beautiful place. A land of light and peace. It was a shield to all who took refuge in it. And she was grateful for that. But there was always a part of her that longed for more. More adventure, more danger, more excitement.
And so, she turned to the Flame. The source of all power in the Realm. The thing that burned hotter than any other fire in the world. And she asked it to grant her its power.
The Flame granted her wish, and now she was stronger than ever before. She could feel its power coursing through her veins, empowering her with every breath she took. And she knew that nothing would stand in her way now. Not anymore.
