The days have been rather pleasant as of late. You spend most of your days lazily whiling away your time, occasionally taking strolls or spending time at the beach. One day, however, you come across a tiny, sentient fire while strolling along the beach, playing gleefully in the sand, and you decided to take it with you.

An affectionate lil' fella it is, always offering warm hugs with its decaying arms and slithering its fiery 'tongue' at you with excitement everytime you reciprocate its affection. However, you can't help but wonder if it belongs to someone since it appears well-groomed and cared-for, but at the same time, it seems to have been abandoned. Perhaps it's just lost?

It's a snowy day, and you decide to take a leisurely stroll through town with visions of treating yourself to a delightful cake at the local bakery. The tiny blaze accompanies you by perching itself atop your head, though its very presence still causes the snow around it to melt. It seems to be mesmerized with the snowflakes gracefully descending onto its face, emitting an endearing sound that it alone can produce, a peculiar 'Nip'. So adorable!

You are so carried away by the cuteness that you accidentally collide with someone, making you and the fire tumble into the snow. The impact hurts it extremely, and it lets out a puff of smoky tears. You, who are slowly regaining composure, quickly help the poor fire by hastily standing up and scooping it into your palms. You look to see who you collided with; it's… a man, with an almost threatening presence. Almost.

The man breaks the silence with a soft yet vaguely worried voice. "You have my son— ah, creation." His chapped lips simply revealed the first statement spoken, with a slight slip-up going along with it. His… creation?