Demon God

'S-scary…' Fireboy thought as he looked at Desire.

Sitting, eyes closed, and peaceful. That was the vibe that Fireboy felt from Desire right now.

However, what Fireboy was feeling as he looked at Desire was something else.

It was fear.

It was crazy if you think about how strong Fireboy was compared to Desire.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration if one says that Fireboy could kill Desire with a snap of his fingers.

He isn't the Spirit of Fire for nothing, after all.

And yet, a child that has not even fought on a battlefield is scaring the Spirit of Fire.

And what Fireboy thought of this all was…

'This is crazy…'

Fireboy thought with all his heart that what he was feeling right now was craziness.

It wasn't that easy for him to accept that he was scared of a puny, wimpy boy.

What's more, he wasn't even sure of why he was feeling scared of Desire.

That was why he had a thought.

'Am I going insane?'

For Fireboy, thinking that he was going insane would be saner than actually acknowledging his fear.

After all, being insane would be the only acceptable reason why he was feeling scared.

Of course, it was not only him who would end up with the conclusion that Fireboy was going crazy, but everyone else!

That was just how insane it is for the Spirit of Fire to be scared of a child.

It was then.

As Fireboy kept thinking about how this was all an imagination and that he was just going insane, he soon decided to look at Desire.

If there were something that would prove what he was feeling right now, it would be the child himself.

'He's still the same as before…' Fireboy thought as he saw the body of Desire.

Desire's body was still in the same condition when Fireboy last saw him.

It was still the battered, cracked, bloodied mess of a body that Fireboy didn't know how that happened in the span of minutes.

In a way, Desire's talent for destroying and messing his body was beyond the heavens itself!

After all, not even Fireboy could easily believe that all of Desire injuries happened within the span of a few minutes.

And what was more was that Desire's injuries doesn't only end on his body.

It wouldn't be weird if Desire's mind was affected by all the pain that he felt when his Core was burning.

And that was why it was weird for Fireboy to be scared.

'How did he even move in that state of his anyway?' Fireboy thought as he remembered how Desire was lying face flat on the ground.

Fireboy knew that it wouldn't be easy for Desire to move with that kind of body.

And to be able to sit with those kinds of injuries was just insane.

However, it seems that didn't bother Fireboy at all as he thought about it. It wasn't that important to Fireboy.

'I thought he was unconscious?'

What was important was that Fireboy knew that Desire was unable to keep up with the pain and fell asleep.

He was knocked out!

However, why is Desire sitting now as if he were meditating peacefully?

That fact alone was crazy for Fireboy!

It was then that Fireboy decided to talk to Desire.

The ray of light which his senses were riding on suddenly opened a little bit as it created a mouth.

And that mouth parted as Fireboy spoke.

No…Fireboy tried to speak, but he couldn't!

Why?

It was because Desire opened his eyes!

Desire's eyes didn't have any whites or it didn't have the usual shade of blue!

But instead, it was in the color of red!

And it looked like his whole eyeballs were in the shade of red as he looked at something…as he looked at Fireboy's ray of light.

And the pressure that Desire let off as he looked at Fireboy was immense!

It even stopped Fireboy when he tried to speak. That was how intense Desire's pressure.

However, that wasn't important to Desire at all as he spoke.

No…was it even Desire who spoke?

His voice, which was usually light and high, were unusually cold and low as he spoke.

"A mortal dares to look at me?"

Desire then raised his hands up high with his palm out in the open.

He then drew something in the air with his hands as he just looked at Fireboy, who wasn't doing anything.

No, Desire knew that Fireboy couldn't do anything as the ray of light just kept shaking in fear.

That was why Desire just did what he wanted to do, and that was to use magic.

However, the magic that he was using now was different from the one that he was always using.

Why?

That was because Desire was using fire magic as he moved his hands in the air.

And what the magic did was…nothing.

It didn't do anything to Fireboy, and nothing happened in the room.

It was still the same, and Desire was looking like a stupid man who was moving his hands in the air.

However, Fireboy could feel something was wrong.

No…he was sure that something was wrong as he was the Spirit of Fire.

After all, his senses sensed it – the change in the room.

And that was that the Fire-Attribute mana in the air was gathering in Desire's hands.

However, that was not all that was happening.

After all, that was not enough to shock Fireboy as that was just something normal.

What really shocked Fireboy was…

'The purity of the fire is greater than mine!'

The fire-attribute mana that was just lingering in the air became purer, and even stronger when Desire directed it.

Although it wasn't visible to the naked eye, Fireboy knew.

'I-I fucked up.'

It was then that he knew, he fucked up.

"Disappear, puny fire."

Desire spoke as he stopped moving his hands.

He then directed his fingers towards the ray of light.

"Bullet."