Once upon a time not too long ago, there was this little boy named Rage. Ever since he was a baby you could tell he was different from everyone else. He had spiky black hair that pointed in every direction, big red eyes and he was incredibly calm.

He’s original parents whereabouts are unknown. A young couple found him in the forest hanging from a tree when he was just 1 - 2 weeks old and decided to raise the child like it was their own. As the years progressed the young couple understood that this task was going to be no easy feat because this child…. was no ordinary child.

When he screamed thunder started to roar out in the skies, when he cried it started to rain, when he smiled the sun shined like never before and when he got angry... he set on fire. At first the villagers were scared of the boy’s abilities but when they understood how it worked they decided to use his powers for their own personal gain.

They tortured rage until he started to cry so they could use the water to make the fields grow faster. They forced him to smile so that the sun would keep them warm at night. They tried their best to provoke him in order to get the fire out of him but no matter how hard they tried Rage never got angry.

The villagers were confused and upset, they had tried every single option and they were just about to give up when someone among them came up with an idea.

It was nighttime Rage was sleeping in his cage when suddenly the villagers barged into his room.

They threw a bag over his head and dragged him outside. Rage could not see anything with the bag over his head but he overheard one of the villagers saying ‘’ those two were everything he had left ‘’

When Rage heard that he carefully removed the bag and looked up…. There it was... Right in front of him... his parents... the same parents that had saved him from that forest 20 years ago were now laying dead in front of him. He completely lost it. Fire, as far as the eye could see the explosion became worse than a nuclear bomb. It wiped out the whole village including him.


We Are His descendants; we are that Explosion … We… Are… RAGE