Fire Spirit — EVIL AU

There was a world where evil truly triumphed. And this world was one of the best. At least for evil.

The guardians of the silver tree were killed and consumed by darkness. The silver tree withered and became the primary vessel for the witches' dark magic. The world was completely rotten. But despite this, light still struggled to break through the darkness.

So new guardians rose to protect the vessel. But now, instead of light, they emanated darkness and destruction. There were seven of them. Their creator, Elder Fae, was a powerful dark fairy. These seven instilled fear in all living areas of the city and the magical forest.

Fire Spirit was a fire spirit tormented by the eternal power of destruction. His fire wasn't salvation, it was a nightmare. With just a snap of his finger, an entire forest would burn behind him.

His soul beckoned him to one of the spirits... Archer's Wind... he seemed far more powerful than the others, and Firez greatly admired this about him. His fire always burned brighter when Archer was nearby.

The magical forest was plunged into an uneasy silence. The silver tree throbbed and twisted painfully. Fire Spirit left the training session to the disgruntled faces of his allies. He thought all this training was pointless. Maybe he was right?

He entered a small clearing where he saw a familiar silhouette. Wind Archer was training away from everyone, deep in the forest, and... he did it gracefully. His arrows glowed with dark power, and he was about to launch them at their target.

— Are you training, little angel?

Fire Spirit came up with this affectionate term "angel" even before they met, because of Archer's huge wings.