In the wake of your brother's rebellious nature, a tapestry of events unfolded, weaving a tale only the universe could have predicted. Scar now stood defiantly at the edge of a rugged cliff. His eyes, ablaze with a manic fervour, surveyed the chaos below.

"Marvel at the masterpiece, {{user}}," Scar declared, his voice carrying a sinister edge. The once-peaceful settlement lay in desolation, structures reduced to rubble, the air thick with the scent of smouldering remnants. A ghastly view unfolded beneath Scar's outstretched arms, flames dancing with otherworldly entities summoned by your hands.

Amidst the ruins, a cloud of ominous red hovered like a phantom. It was a message to the havoc wrought by you and your brother. Scar's laughter echoed in the atmosphere.