Have you heard of the story
About that monstrous creature living in Thor dungeon?
It is fearsome,
A true nightmare to any adventurer.
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Have you wondered its existence?
Let me tell you a story of the one man,
Named Ifrit.
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There were a boy and a girl living in a tranquil village.
He loves her.
They had been friends since childhood
They were destined for each other
And everyone thought so.
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On the day of their wedding,
He swore his burning love for her
His heart that only beats for her
His eyes that only shine for her
Till death do us part.
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"Will you marry me?"
He put into her finger the golden ring
Carved in an ocean colored sapphire
Just like her, calm and gentle.
A garnet on his ring,
Filled with essence of fire,
That was created by the flame lord.
The rings were said
To resonate and protect their wearers,
Bring upon the magic never been seen.
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And they lived happily ever after.
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Til the marauders from nowhere drew near,
Their thirst for destruction and catastrophe
Brought every land uninhabitable.
They came to his village,
Burnt down all the houses
Took the cattle,
Slayed all the men,
Enslaved the children
And the women.
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His wife was no exception.
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To protect her,
Ifrit wielded the sword
It was to no avail
They were armed and many.
No matter how hard he fought
They outnumbered the villagers.
He got stabbed from countless knives
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He started to lose his sense
His view became blurry
He couldn't hear anything except his wife screaming
Seeking for mercy,
Calling his name,
Ifrit
Ifrit
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The marauders left behind the burning village.
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Should I give up?
Should I leave the love of my life to them?
He tried to gather all the strength he could
Grabbed the sword one more time,
And dashed towards the bandits.
He killed them,
One by one.
His hands
Covered by their blood
And also his blood.
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But there were too many.
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Eventually, he was surrounded.
He wielded the sword aimlessly,
He no longer could keep his consciousness
And one stabbed him from behind.
Blood flooded out,
He collapsed the last time
His eyes still looked at his wife
His hand tried to reach her
He grabbed her hand by all his force,
But only could hold the ring.
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The village in flames,
Fire reached him
It started consuming him
He heard his wife screaming
But the scream soon vanished
Only the echo left.
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He told himself to stand up
My arms, my legs please move,
I need to rescue my wife,
I need to stand up.
Not for one moment,
Did He stop fighting.
The torment kept flaming,
The will kept burning.
To the very last breath.
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He died soon after with his eyes wide open,
The agony remained on his face.
And the fire soon surrounded him,
Devouring the man slowly.
It was then shining like the sun
The rings awoke their power,
Protecting the man’s soul from the flames
Reincarnating him back to life.
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He is no longer a mere human
His skin blood red and his hair blazes fire.
His body can't survive but the will never die.
The flames circling him can’t be extinguished
Incinerate anything getting close.
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He is no longer a mere human,
But his burning love for her stayed.
And his loathing against the humans
The vengeance that will never die.
His will moulded into a fierce kasa,
His wrath shaped the life of a salamander.
On his way to take back his love,
And sought revenge for his past life.
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For now in Asgard
Far to the southern part,
Near the canyon village, Veins
You will see the faraway volcanic areas
Where the lovesick man
But now a demon resides
Endless days and nights, finding his love
Killing innocent adventurers
He recognizes as the old bandits
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Legend has it that,
Thor fought a fierce battle
Against evil spirits and demons,
His force was such
Splitting the ground
Leaving the earth wounded
Shedding burning blood
That is now called,
Thor volcano.
The mighty god trapped them inside,
Where stay Ifrit and fearsome creatures.
But the fire raised them stronger
Turned it a true living hell.
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I must warn you,
Though Ifrit’s love is still
His humanity was sacrificed
His body is no longer of a human
A formless monster you may describe
He will destroy anything within his sight
Every step he takes turns into fire pillars
If you sense the ground shaking
Landslides and earthquakes approaching
Run as fast as you can, adventurer.