"What if I die whilst in avatar state?" A man's cracking voice that resides hiding inside a cave.

"If you die? You asked? Then this will be the end of the world!" A high pitched complying burst of cold wind.

The echoes inside the cave is his only conversation.

There is no one with him except the fire that gave him hope to live.

He started to uncover himself with the thin furr coat that made him survive for months against the fierce blizzard and stood up,

"What are we going to do?"

"You are the avatar now!

Do something!

Think of something!

You might as well knew the future will be heinous without balance!

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You have to live!

WE have to live."

A burning spirit runs through his heart and the raging soul of persistence became weak and tranquil,

"This will be the last time.

I know you are in pain.

I know you are in sorrow.

If you treat this element as a part of your life , balance must resound the entirety.

Be free.

What is your will?"

The echoes stopped as the fire fades out from the chill of the wind.

"They're here! I know they will know my location!"

A panicking voice that follows a commotion.

The stone that covered the mouth of the cave was shattered and a soft blue

light from the moon became visible.

Shadows from the mouth of the cave appeared.

The words of this man made their heads turn.

"Are you looking for the avatar?"

A shocked face was seen before their eyes.

"How did he got behind us?"

"It must be some kind of trick!"

Arrows in flames rained unto him but he flew.

He was careful not to lay his feet on the ground.

Gusts aren't his weakness.

But he stopped as his eyes glows in intense light.

-The avatar state-

What have I done?

The future is in vain!