"Lord of Blood and Fire?" I look at myself in the mirror.

What does that mean? A volcanic eruption. It could mean that I am going to kill. To make it rain blood. I grip my hands. What have I become? I am no longer a lion guardian. The mark is no longer on my body. I don't really care about it anymore.

"I see you have chosen to find your destiny." A voice says.

I jump. I grab a knife, and I throw my hand down. But a giant black claw grabs my hand. I look up and I see the statue. The figure of the statue is right before me. My eyes widen. He throws me back.

"I see you are learning how to fight." He says.

"Anubis, God of Death." I breathe.

"And you are Kion, the once so great Lion Guardian." He chuckles.

"You did this to me. Why?" I ask. 

"So, you can fulfil your destiny. The moment the scar was wrought onto your face, you became the Blood Lord." He says.

"But why me?" I ask.

"Destiny is a tricky one. However, it will become clear him time." He says.