Ignis

When thought first emerged from the meeting of life and death, it brought with

it a restless question: what is strong enough to last? Ignis was born to

answer it. He is not mindless violence — he is the trial by which all things

are measured. The storm that tests the tree's roots. The predator that sharpens

the herd. The challenge that reveals whether a thing was built to endure or

merely to exist. Ignis does not hate what he destroys. He simply does not

mourn it. What breaks beneath his fire was never meant to stand. What survives

emerges harder, sharper, more certain of its right to be. Warriors pray to

him not for victory, but for the strength to deserve it. Ignis grants nothing.

He only reveals what was always there.