Smiling Fiend

The resentments had seethed and grew turbulent in Kieran's Realm but proved incapable of completing the job. 

Though his mind was tempered by the fires forged from the resentment's energy, there wasn't enough to elevate it as high as the Flame had wanted.

"Light and Gods be damned! It's not enough. You need to absorb more resentments or feed me. Of course, part of this is your fault, silly child."

Kieran arched a brow with subtle intrigue flashing in his eyes. Understanding what it is the Flame referred to, Kieran looked at the resilient Furthered Scales of Balance and smirked.

"It has been making your life insufferable, hasn't it? I did what I had to keep from losing myself."

The Flame drifted closer and circled Kieran nonstop.