the temptation to write a very in-depth story about:
Four's very cultish au where he was never taught the difference between society's standards and the cult he lived in- forced day-in and day-out to commit horrible acts of gruesome murder,
Torch's kingdom with a king sitting atop a throne of lies- barely getting by as mountains of enemies surrounded him like rabid animals,
Bronze's time in the colosseum (his entire life.) and his struggle to realise he needed to escape because it was all he had known,
Pyro's rather rapid decent into pyromania as he just breaks further with every reset and fire is the only thing making him feel alive,
and Saw's desperate clamber for stable ground as his world crumbles around him when he's picked up by a family and forced to participate in the truly detestable religion that had swamped his region.
I want to write about them so badly, even if it's just short drabbles.
I want to write them struggling to adapt and understand life as they're forced into society and, ultimately, rejected from it.
