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| − | ''He had always taken the highest paying missions, "if you are going to risk your life at least make it worth your while" was his motto. He was a mercenary, and his job this time was to break into a lab and steal a top-secret chemical. It sounded kind of stupid to him, but the job paid in spades and that was what it was all about.''
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| − | ''The breaking-in and theft worked out just fine, it was the escape that had the snags. He was in the helicopter making his way to safety when the small bullet put a hole in the containment case. He saw the leak, but did not think much of it, it was a small one.''
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| − | ''Then to his horror he burst into flames, the containment box exploded and the chemical went everywhere and covered everything. The helicopter exploded next. He was on fire and falling to the ground, it looked like his number was up. ''
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| − | ''The fall was a painless one, as he thought about this he realized that the fire was not painful either, what was that stuff? He learned that he could fire fiery blasts of energy at people, he could fly on a sheet of flame and the fire that engulfed him would burn anything that came too close. He also learned that his fire would not go out, it was permanent. He was now a creature of fire.''
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| − | ''As he was flying around he came across Professor Muerte, he had a group of "mercenaries" that could use his skills, the pay was very good and he joined, taking the name Fuer.''
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