His fate was sealed when the Windy City was destroyed in flames.
The baptism from the Soul of Wind made him appreciate the essence of magic, but his hatred for the Flame Clan only deepened. He always believed that he inherited the ancient will of the Wind Clan. In order to avenge the genocide, he traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers with his sword and killed every enemy he considered.
Until that day, he held the enemy's head in his hand and looked around, only to be greeted by the horrified looks of others.
At this moment, he finally realized that he was the same person who came from the Windy City that was destroyed by flames many years ago.
A complete devil.