It played inside his head over and over again. His body began to shake with anger, beneath the mask his teeth were grinding, hands and fingers twitching in the man's growing rage. "You will know suffering beyond living flesh." Aylen's voice was strangely calm, despite the amount of anger he felt. Aylen stepped through the veil of his cloak, the black flame cloak and the mask destroyed by Aylen as he realized himself, the hidden potential Zan had pulled out of the depths of Aylen's existence. The cloak and mask obliterated leaving Aylen in nothing. The cries of the innocent and the damned echoed through the town, Aylen's memories came flooding back, everything from his past up until this point. Something swelled, like Aylen could fall into tears but for now, those emotions were pushed back into the depths of his mind. He had to put down this terrestrial evil.

"I told you... No more death." Yet even saying that now, his voice seemed overcome with sadness. Nature itself began to answer him, Rain fell from the sky to hide the boy's tears. The Planet recognized him even though this was his first time his bare feet touched the soil. Animals excited to see him, plant growth around his feet. "You will not take another life." If Zan might look Aylen appeared to be in a state of harmony with nature itself. The intense Tremors ceased, the steel began to fall back into the earth from where it came. Why did everything stop? No doubt Aylen's doing, Nature listens to those who walk with it.

 A fist breaks the silence, yet it was unlike any other punch Aylen had ever thrown. The fist broke the sound barrier leaving only a deafening noise to greet Zan. The Fist should it connect would send Zan flying through houses, buildings, and even walls. But Aylen would not stop, he followed taking a distance closing step he launched himself towards Zan. Aylen closed the distance, his hands were engulfed in translucent chi. Those hands pressed themselves against Zan's body in a desperate attempt to get him to cease, every fiber in Aylen's being wanted to rid this world of Zan. "Ten thousand hands." Aylen's hands rush forward with blinding speed, each strike aimed for something vital but with every hand that had managed to connect with Zan would hit with the weight of this life itself. Every blow drained Aylen's opponent of his energy, his will to fight.

Aylen came to terms with himself, who he is, the events of his past. Yet even now he only wished for one thing, Peace. No one had to die anymore. No one would die anymore. Not while Aylen was here, this was now a battle to survive. Not for just Aylen, but for Zan as well