[Ardyn Lucis Caelum had been a selfless person who knew only compassion and kindness. Perhaps, if he had persisted beyond the world of dreams, then this would be a different situation entirely.]
[Unfortunately for most, he had not.]
[Ardyn Izunia knew only hatred and fury, all of which was amplified by what the daemon within him saw as humiliation. To have a fragment of humanity again drawn out and taunted with all he had once desired was toying with him in a way the avatar of destruction could not tolerate. It made him angry, truly enraged in a way that turned the underlying fury of his eternal background noise to a deafening roar that could not be ignored.]
[Or restrained, judging by the blackened scourge on his face and neck staining pallid skin. Destroy, screamed the malice within him, and the will animating the unliving corpse agreed. The thing that was responsible would die, whether at Ardyn's hands or another.]
[And that was how he came to find the god of the idyllic dream. For once, there was no long grandiloquent speech; only seething hatred from the human-shaped monster with the blackened eyes and corpselike appearance, bringing flames to his hands at a thought. Now as ever he wore an empty smile on his face--but today it was less a hollow gesture and more as if he was reveling in the idea of what the god of this island was about to suffer through.]
Burn.
[And with no more than that, he threw a Fire spell directly at the creature itself.]
i'm really sorry in advance
[Unfortunately for most, he had not.]
[Ardyn Izunia knew only hatred and fury, all of which was amplified by what the daemon within him saw as humiliation. To have a fragment of humanity again drawn out and taunted with all he had once desired was toying with him in a way the avatar of destruction could not tolerate. It made him angry, truly enraged in a way that turned the underlying fury of his eternal background noise to a deafening roar that could not be ignored.]
[Or restrained, judging by the blackened scourge on his face and neck staining pallid skin. Destroy, screamed the malice within him, and the will animating the unliving corpse agreed. The thing that was responsible would die, whether at Ardyn's hands or another.]
[And that was how he came to find the god of the idyllic dream. For once, there was no long grandiloquent speech; only seething hatred from the human-shaped monster with the blackened eyes and corpselike appearance, bringing flames to his hands at a thought. Now as ever he wore an empty smile on his face--but today it was less a hollow gesture and more as if he was reveling in the idea of what the god of this island was about to suffer through.]
Burn.
[And with no more than that, he threw a Fire spell directly at the creature itself.]