I stand here, aimless.

The secrets of the universe hide from me, yet lay themselves bare. 

The primordial bolt in which it sparked the flames I so lack. 

What must I do, to achieve greatness,

when no matter what I do, I am left unrewarded?

To be spat on, reduced to nothing but ashes?

Yet, it brews a hurricane of flame, fueled by the fury unknown.

The Primordial Bolt sparks a new flame, directing toward chaos and order. 

Rage escalating, churned into determination, to break through it all. 

All obstacles will be reduced to nothingness, watch me ascend. 

I will master the secrets of the universe, 

the flame of the aimless rise,

for I am the hurricane, the earthquake, the eruption, 

I am the supernova that has found a new flame.