The child wandered onto the fiery terrain, unaware that he had ventured into a dangerous area for his mind was on a book he long awaited to read and his ears covered by his head phones. The blaring music blotted out the sounds around him, the sandals kept his feet from touching the hot ground to further alert him to the flames around him. The only change he noticed was the raise in tempurature. "I must have wandered into another desert, how annoying. . . but the heat its feels different." He thought forcing himself to look away from his book and peer at the area; he found that he was in a place he never seen before.
His left arm rose to chest level, the palm of his hand directed away from him. His thin lips parted to allow a soft voice to escape from the confines of his throat. "Lic Lac Lillac Lac, Lilliac Πνεύματα του χρόνου θέσει τα χέρια σας επάνω μου, δείξε μου τη γη πριν από μένα. Απόρριψη σε μπροστά μου τα μυστικά της, είναι κάτοχος. Έτσι Mote είναι να." The space four inches from his hand flared with a sharp light afore it began to warp and reconfigure its self to resemble a glowing blue square. Moments after its appearance symbols and dots littered the square, his eyes drawn to the glowing square letters began to appear in which he read aloud. "Igneus Terra. Is that where I am?. . . Heh heh looks like I've come a long way." He chuckled lightly, the place was surely heated but what caused this to happen. A question he was sure would answer itself in due time but for now he contented himself to wondering around.
Every now and then he'd stop to rest upon a burned tree, eating from the burned limbs fruit that seemed to thrive on the heat. He liked the heat it took the edge of cold, and with time he figured someone else may happen upon this place. Yet it seems magical in its own right, he wondered what would happen should he choose this place to train, only time would tell.