Gwi-nam: I Learned Some Very Valuable Lesson From This.

Gwi-nam: I learned some very valuable lesson from this.

Gwi-nam: Death isn't real and I'm basically a god.

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Childe: I have no friends...

Scaramouche: Finally, you got something right.

Imagine if Zuko's role and life and bloodline was taken even more extreme by the developers and writers and decided to make Zuko a descendent of Avatar Wan by making Sozin a descendent.

Zuko's Hell

In the darkest of nights,

The quietest of moments,

Amidst the harshest of cold winds,

Laying in the loud of the silence

The moonlight glints

The abyss grins

The shadows grow

The eyes stare

He stands petrified

Breath shallow and ragged

Eyes wide in terror

Mouth open in horror

In the past, he visits

In the present, he is

In the dark, he lies

In the pain, he lives

He hears laughing

He smells burning

He sees smiling

He feels he is hurting

A ghostly touch

Yet so painful

He cries

He begs

No one listens

Everyone laughs

They point and stare

Now they whisper and glare

The past of his

A lesson they teach

Experience he has

Pain he befriends

He remembers, words from him

He recalls, cries of his

They talk, the begging he did

They mutter, the sinful deed

Burning hot white pain

Tears streaming down his other eye

He sees, atop of him, his father

Grinning with a wild look in his eyes

Of many things, he wonders

Of his sisters crazed giggles

Of his uncle's cowardly response

Of his mother's absence

Of his father's abuse

Of his ignorance

Ignorance that caused the death of many

The losses of his

He cries

He sins

He watches

He tries

He helps

He rages

He whimpers

He wakes up

He's in another hell

And he thinks,

Only the demon of their hell

Finds it to their liking

He smiles

He's tired

He ages

He's alone

Once more

One last time

One more moment

He dreams