My Angelic System



Kye deeply appreciated the young Phoenixes' willingness to help him learn the ways of fire. As they gathered in a circle, Kye expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you all. I'm truly grateful for your assistance. Though, I don't just want to control fire; I want to understand its essence and use it responsibly."

The young Phoenixes nodded in agreement, understanding the importance of Kye's words. The girl with vibrant red feathers, who seemed to be the most knowledgeable among them, stepped forward to begin the lesson.

"Fire is not just a destructive force, Kye. It's a primal element, a symbol of both creation and destruction. To truly master it, you must respect its power and understand its nature."

She extended her hand, and a small flame flickered to life in her palm. As the flames danced, she continued, "Fire is born from the combustion of fuel, typically a combination of oxygen, heat, and a combustible material. But it's more than just chemical reactions; it's a dance of energy."

Kye watched the flames intently, captivated by their movements. They moved in her palm as if they had a conscience of their own.

Until now, he had always associated fire with destruction, but now he was beginning to see its beauty and complexity.

The young Phoenix continued her explanation, "There are three primary components to fire: heat, fuel, and oxygen. Heat initiates the combustion process, fuel sustains it, and oxygen allows it to burn. Understanding how these elements interact is crucial to controlling fire. After all, even though we can manifest it easily, you need to understand its essence if you truly wish to use it to its full potential." She said with a serious face.

She gently waved her hand, and the flame in her palm transformed into a small, controlled fireball, hovering above her hand without burning it. "To control fire, you must learn to manipulate these components. You can increase the heat to intensify the flames or reduce it to tame them."

Kye absorbed the information, realizing that fire control was a delicate balance of these factors. "So, it's like a dance," he said, "a dance of heat, fuel, and oxygen."

The young Phoenix nodded, impressed by Kye's insight. "Exactly, Kye. And like any dance, it requires practice and finesse. You must also respect the element and the environment in which it exists. After all, it would be hard to make fire in the middle of the sea, right?"

She demonstrated how to shape fire into various forms, creating intricate patterns and symbols in the air. "Fire can be a tool for creation as well. It can forge metal, purify water, and provide warmth and light. But it's essential to use it responsibly and never let it become uncontrollable." She then transformed the fire for it to become extremely hot and volatile to prove her point.

Kye observed in awe as the young Phoenix manipulated the flames, transforming them from a controlled, gentle dance to a wild, volatile display of raw power. It was a stark reminder of the potential destruction that fire held within it despite its beauty.

He nodded in understanding, fully grasping the significance of responsible fire control. "I see," Kye said, his voice filled with reverence. "Fire can be both the bringer and the destroyer. It's a force of nature that demands respect and responsibility."

The young Phoenix smiled at Kye's words, appreciating his deepening understanding. "Exactly, Kye. With great power comes great responsibility, right? So to be a master of fire, you must not only understand its essence but also your own intentions when using it."

She allowed the volatile flames to return to their controlled state, and the fireball once again hovered serenely above her hand. "Now, let's continue. To truly harness the power of fire, you must learn to control its intensity. It's not about overpowering it but guiding it with precision."

Kye watched closely as she demonstrated various techniques for controlling the heat of the flames. She showed him how to create focused, concentrated fire for tasks like forging, and how to produce a steady, controlled flame for illumination. Each movement was deliberate and graceful, like a choreographed dance.

"I have a question though," Kye asked as he watched everything curiously. How do you guys use fire? I mean, what is your purpose when using it? I know that you guys can revive, but from what I understand, it's because of how you control fire, and not something to do with your race, right? Is it possible for you guys to tell me more about it?"

As Kye was talking, the expression of the group started to shift in discomfort. While Kye's insight was incredible as he understood everything really fast, they didn't know if they were allowed to share such secrets.

Of course, it didn't escape Kye's eyes, but he kept smiling nonetheless. He wouldn't be mad if they couldn't teach him more. They had done a lot already for him.

"We appreciate your curiosity, Kye, and your respect for our ways. However, some aspects of our use of fire are considered sacred and closely guarded secrets within our culture. It's not that we don't trust you, but these traditions have been passed down through generations and are reserved for our kind. So we will need his majesty's approval before revealing more. And since he's not here at the moment..." She looked down.

Kye nodded in understanding, his warm smile unwavering. "I completely respect that, and I appreciate your honesty. You've already taught me so much about fire, and I'm grateful for that."

The young Phoenix's tension eased as she saw Kye's understanding. "Thank you, Kye. We're glad you're receptive to our teachings. If there's anything else you'd like to learn or any other questions you have, please feel free to ask. It's the least we can do after helping us so much."

Kye appreciated their willingness to share what they could and decided to shift the conversation to a more general topic. "Well then, perhaps you could tell me more about your culture and way of life? I'm eager to learn about your people and your connection to this incredible place."

The young Phoenixes smiled, relieved to move to a less sensitive subject. Another Phoenix decided to speak now that the topic was more to his domain. "Of course, Kye. Our culture is deeply intertwined with the elements, especially fire. We believe in living in harmony with the natural world, and we consider this volcano to be a sacred place, a source of both life and transformation. This is where we're born, and where we will die."

As she spoke, other Phoenixes began to chime in, sharing stories of their daily lives, traditions, and the significance of their bond with fire. They spoke of their reverence for the volcano and their role in maintaining the balance of the sanctuary.

Kye listened intently, absorbing the rich tapestry of their culture. He could sense the deep connection they had with the elements and their profound respect for the world around them.

As the conversation continued, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the volcanic landscape into darkness, illuminated only by the soft glow of the lava flows. Kye realized that he had gained not only knowledge about fire for his future training but also a deeper appreciation for the Phoenixes and their way of life. And it truly fascinated him.