Darkness gives birth to light, and from there becomes life. We wander the labyrinth of countless cycles, seeking reunion with the whole from which we have been divided, until darkness comes once more to restore us... Shooting between stars, Ilra raced toward them. In an instant he knew. He was summoned by their need and knew just how he could stir them. A burning arrow, an excited red flame, the passion to create heated within him and propelled him forward. Streaking clear across the universe in a fiery blaze, Ilra shot through the Silvered Sea to the core of what was already being created. He wasted no time watching. Ilra dove straight into work. A comet cutting through Wind, Water and Earth, he drilled deep into the heart of the planet where rock walls insulated his heat. He unleashed his intensity and the world threw it back on him, fueling his flame further until Ilra raged with a hunger for more. Ilra split Nanto wide open, beating at the minerals inside until they screamed. All resistance wore away and Earth boiled to a scorched plasma, forced to flow by a pressure that would know no satisfaction. The elements liquefied as solid rock melted at Fire's touch. He urged Nanto to new heights of ecstasy. He burned from within. The world bowed before him as Ilra burned his desire through every obstacle.