Pyro was a child once from what she can recall but now she is merely a husk of a monster that roams the woods driven by their lust for fire and the smell of burning creatures.

pyro was the adopted daughter of the hunter who abused her and cut off one of her fingers every time she accidentally let a creature get away and replaced put in place a candle last seemed to never go out and never burn down this made catching her prey even harder and and caused multiple fires to awake.

When she returned home after another unsuccessful hunt with the dredging fear of what she thought was an inevitable torment of having another finger cut off she walked into the house to only not find the hunter anywhere she couldn’t even hear the sound of his muffled wheezing breath, she looked everywhere until she heard a loud bang come from the tool shed she bolted over to sound to find her father lay on the damp grass with a giant hole through his chest with the smell of children lingering around.

A shot gun lay Behind a hole in the shed door that looked recently fired

She bent down to look at her only father figure she ever had even though he was horrible she still felt like her world was collapsing.

There was then a smell a delicious smell that was as if everything tasty was put into one to make the ultimate food

She saw her candle fingers were cooking the hunter

The smell was from the hunter it was so delicious she couldn’t resist it she tore off the cooked piece of the hunters side and wolfed it down it was amazing she devoured the rest of the body and burnt the remains leaving the amazing scent wandering around her, she was still hungry she wanted more

There was more people in the city................