Birth

It was Decades that he had been preforming his dance. his anger raising to critical Levels within himself. When he felt like he could take no more. The most inspiring event happened before his eyes.

Be it Gods or what he saw it in his own way either a dilusion of fantasy or images pushed into his head. He saw the first Phoenix the Phoenix of Life flying through the emptyness of space. Though the phoenix was not alone for it danced with a pair of other creatures within the sky. The first dragon as well as something Simon could not recognize. Be it a god an angel or even a daemon. All he saw of the third being was a blinding light.

When the dance of the three was concluded they merged into one then exploded in a violent erruption. Flooding the vast emptyness with their life and energies. Though they were not destroyed they survived the explodion propelled from the erruption though their bodies had changed. They had grown much smaller. What their origional bodies were was now debris floating in space.

Simon watched in awe as the ententies flew off into the sky. He was origionally captivated by the movements and inspired by the beauty but now he was angry. He felt he should have tried to kill the three. Maybe in doing so he would have ended his own existance or ended life as it would become. But more than that he wanted to not be enslaved as he was.

Time passed slowly from then on. The former bodies of the creatures were merging in space to become planets, stars, suns and moons, pulled together by the energies of their creators. What possibly took thousands of years seemed to Simon to happen over the span of a few days. The creations within the blackness of space took solid form and began changing once more. Bringing the first forms of organic life to them.

It took another year for Simon to find the planet of his birth and once more step his physical foot upon it. Relieved to be home he was still infureated he was now a killer yet there was nothing to kill or destroy.

Simon began to grow weary of waiting. There was nothing to this planet but lakes of magma. Volcanoes here and there scattered across the planet. There was no air. If he required breath he would have died for the air was sulfer.

He took a seat upon the edge of a magma lake and watched the magma roll upon itself as a lake's water would roll down stream. He was bored and full of hate. He had no clothing no armor nothing but a single sword and his body. So he sat by the lake of fire and began to create a suit of armor. The armor itself would be beautiful he intended to make it capture the eyes of those who saw it before they died. He wanted to make it origional. It was being made from the life of the baby planet.

It was three years before he completed his task infusing the lava with his own magic's creating the best suit of armor any phoenix would ever wear. Before it was over he infused the armor with part of his soul as well as his magics and even his fiery blood.

When it was completed Simon strapped on the armor for the first time. Him and the armor became as one the Armor fusing to his body both inside and out. It was another reminder to his new future always to fight always to kill always to end what should not be ended.

Thus the Phoenix made of Hellfire, the Hellfire blade and The hellfire Armour were brought together.