In the ruins of the temple a tall armored woman with fire like red hair was standing and watching the flames roar and consume everything.
"How did everything come to this... Tell me god. If you like the humans so much, why did you bring such suffring to us?". The woman spoke as she stared at the broken statue of their god.
"You don't really love us do you" She looked at the sky, And the flames roared with anger and resent. "That's why you cursed us with such abilites." The woman paused for a moment and began speaking again, "But unlike you and the others." The woman laid a hand over her chest proudfully.
"I see my powers as a blessing. To prove everyone who had wronged me and my powers that no one crosses me." The burnt smell reminded her of the start of her suffring. Just when she was blessed with this wicked power, The one who makes her thirsty for more power that brought bloodbaths.
"I would've pited myself if I wasen't Scarlett."