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'OCAIYE' (3770)
If life is but a series of challenges, what if you met a force of nature that
pushed those ultimatums to the extreme? Would you crumble like a fragile pumice stone
or would you emerge hardened to obsidian? Are you strong enough to channel that
force? Everyone with any sense would fear a push into the volcano by someone wanting
to see what might rise from the ashes.
The saying goes that some people just wish to see the world burn. A simplistic mentality
with a narrow perspective views these idealists as driven to carelessly destroy, burn,
and vanquish without reason. What about their vision though? What really creates a
villain beyond someone willing to push boundaries and do whatever it takes to make
a goal a reality? Chaos challenges truth. It challenges order, law, and universal
acceptance. It breaks barriers, creates new possibilities, and turns everything you
thought you knew into something other. The experience of growth has never been meant
to be painless, kind, compassionate, or without consequence.
Then again, sometimes there is no vision, no goal, no dream. Sometimes, one just
wants to experiment. They want to test and they want to experience a reaction.
Consequences mean nothing to these people, for without dreams life too becomes
just another experiment. These types find kinship with Ocaiye for she enjoys watching
destruction just as much as she covets rebirth and regrowth.
And when the world needs to burn? People without trials by fire are lazy,
useless, and redundant. Complacent. Forests grow unchecked, roots and animals
fighting for space and food. Without a wildfire, even the strongest cannot thrive.
But with a single ember, a conflagration will challenge without favoritism, without
judgement, without morality. It just burns and burns, and only the strongest might
survive. Perhaps no one survives, and the cycle starts anew.
Let the wildfires ravage, let the flames consume. Hold ash in your hands and feel
its heavy greasiness of decay before it floats away on the wind. Feel the sharp heat
of an ember resting upon your flesh and live that moment of fear, wondering if it
will spark and consume you or die in a soft hint of what might have been. Let the
smoke cloud your gaze, obscuring what you believed was before you, only to find
barren wasteland when the soot has cleared.
Ocaiye herself is a reclusive entity, both a soft ember on the wind and the insatiable
heart of a wildfire. She is capricious and malicious and just like a raging fire,
knows nothing of kindness or empathy. She sees the world as something to burn down
and make anew, different every time, possibilities endless. Those of orderly ethos
or goodly alignment who dare to enter her domain will be burned to ash and cast
aside as nothing more than fuel for a pyre.