Nide stands in the middle of roaring flames, badly burned and injured. But somehow he's smiling, even though he's also crying. Eventually he does what he has to and dives into the flames.
Dammit, I hate it when I come up with the ending before the middle. -.-# So frustrating.
Yeah, Kumoi, I hardly think as organized as you think I do. Most of the time, thinking up a story is having somewhere to start, thinking a bit about what to consider as the outcome, and then writing bullshit until the end can happen. Weird, eh?
Wish I could draw as fast as I can think...