"Why do people kill each other?" A smaller version of the Fire God Yang asked his father one day.

"That's a very tough question, my son. Some do it because of hate, others because of obligation. There are also those who kill for fame, money and power." Magma answered before picking up his son. He then carried him while walking around in their courtyard.

When the little kid heard his father's explanation, he bent his head sidewards and scratched his head.

"There are so many reasons?"

"Yes and many more."

The young God thought of his visit to the Mortal Realm with his class and the events he saw there. The most striking incident was when he saw a family tragedy where all but one member was wiped out.

"Which one explains why a mass of people would kill almost an entire family?"

"Why do you ask, son?" Magma asked as they approached the small pond in their quarter.

"During one of my lessons in the Mortal Realm, I witnessed this. The killers shouted words like 'witches' and 'burn in hell' while they threw stones and poked at them with different weapons."

"I think they might have attacked the family in fear, son." The High God put Yang down on the grass and bent down to his level.

"Mortals, animals and even us immortals can be like that. When we are stricken with immense fear, we might not think rationally. To protect us from our fear, we might even go as far as ending someone's life." Magma continued and looked seriously at his son.

The entire scene started to blur and blacken.

"Remember this, son. No matter weak or strong, old or young, we all have things we are afraid of. Therefore, always act with precaution. Otherwise-"

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Yang woke up and rubbed his eyes, before getting up from the ground. He registered their backpacks where Flash had originally thrown them and the tall tree beside him. Based on the level of the sun, he realized that the trial had once again reset. The crazy woman who must have murdered him, slept peacefully on the side.

He walked up to her and crouched down. The Fire God wanted to revenge himself by waking her up with a fist, but stopped himself in the last moment as bits of his dream replayed in his mind.

"When stricken with fear, one might go far as ending someone's life." He mumbled to himself as he pulled back his fisted hand.

"Has something happened to you, crazy woman?" Yang whispered as he seated himself on the sand.