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Alex Reborn 3: Faith in Fire

December 9, 2023
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When you open yourself to the wonders of life, they will often light a fire within you somewhere along the way.

The sun, a fiery orange globe peeking over the horizon, cast long shadows across the beach as Alex skipped down the shore. His laughter, a symphony of joy and childish abandon, echoed in the crisp morning air. He was a whirlwind of energy, his eyes sparkling with the excitement of a new day, his dark hair adorned with seashells and coral fragments, a testament to his adventurous spirit.

Alex, despite years spent alone, had cultivated a remarkable resilience, a fractured personality that housed both solitude and companionship. He conversed with himself, weaving intricate tales and cracking witty jokes that left him doubled over with laughter. His humor, born from the solitude, was as unique as his spirit, a beacon of joy in a world that had seen so much darkness.

As Alex stooped to pick up a particularly beautiful starfish, his eyes caught a glint of light in the distance. An orange-cloaked figure stood at the mouth of a nearby cave, watching him with curious eyes. Intrigued, Alex momentarily forgot his usual aversion to strangers.

The figure, cloaked in orange robes, chuckled softly, then lit a curious device in his hand. A stream of fireballs, shimmering with an array of colors, erupted from the device, painting the sky with an ephemeral spectacle. Alex watched, mesmerized, as the fire danced and twirled, a captivating display unlike anything he had ever seen.

The stranger beckoned Alex closer, a warm smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. As Alex approached, the fear of people that had clung to him for so long like a shadow began to fade. The fire ignited a warmth within him, melting the isolation that encased his heart.

“I am called Pyros,” the stranger said, his voice deep and resonant. “And you, young one, are destined for great things.”

Pyros, with an uncanny knowledge of Alex’s past and future, sensed the boy’s yearning for connection and purpose. He saw the potential within him, a raw talent waiting to be nurtured. With a twinkle in his eye, he introduced Alex to the wonders of firepower.

“This is no magic,” Pyros explained, gesturing to the cave floor, where an intricately carved and ancient looking cannon sat. “This is the power of fire, a force that can forge both destruction and creation.”

For the next fortnight, Alex became Pyros’ student, learning the secrets of fire and gunpowder. He honed his aim, mastered the intricate mechanics of the cannon, and absorbed Pyros’ wisdom like a parched sponge. The fear that once ruled him slowly gave way to confidence, replaced by a newfound sense of purpose.

When the time came for farewell, Alex stood tall, the cannon resting comfortably against his shoulder. He was no longer the scared boy who wandered the wilderness. He was Alex Reborn, a warrior forged in fire, ready to face the world with newfound courage and a heart filled with the warmth of friendship. As he turned to leave, Pyros’ parting words echoed in his ears, “Remember, Alex, fire is a powerful tool. Use it wisely, and it will guide you to your destiny.”

With a final wave, Alex ventured out into the world, his heart ablaze with newfound hope and the promise of a future illuminated by the flames of his cannon. He was a misfit no longer, but a warrior, a friend, a survivor, forever marked by the fire that had illuminated his way back to the true path, whatever that may be.


Alex Reborn 1: Childhoodwinked
Alex Reborn 2: Misfit’s Cry


Alex Reborn 4: Heart of Vengeance