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Jinora
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When the nightmares started, they all happened on the same night. An entire culture awakened, screaming. In the water tribe, earth kingdom, and fire nation every air bender awoke at the same time after watching themselves die a horrible and often fiery death. The new air nation temple was the hardest hit, obviously. Everyone who had inherited their powers from grand convergence was screaming in terror, waking up in cold sweats after watching their respective killer land the final blow.
Harmonic Convergence didn't just grant a bunch of random nonbenders airbending. These people were always the reincarnates of the fallen air nomads who were murdered by Sozin's armies. It just took a powerful rift in the demensional wall for the lion turtle's powers, and their own memories to return. And when the memories did return, the air nomads found that they were no longer just a scattered bunch of misfits. But a united people, with a united grudge against the people who ended their lives.
Back to the convergence, it was thought that the return of airbending was the balancing itself. But the exchange was not finished yet. In order for balance to truly be achieved, the Fire Nation would need to suffer.
It was time to extinguish some fucking flames.
Harmonic Convergence didn't just grant a bunch of random nonbenders airbending. These people were always the reincarnates of the fallen air nomads who were murdered by Sozin's armies. It just took a powerful rift in the demensional wall for the lion turtle's powers, and their own memories to return. And when the memories did return, the air nomads found that they were no longer just a scattered bunch of misfits. But a united people, with a united grudge against the people who ended their lives.
Back to the convergence, it was thought that the return of airbending was the balancing itself. But the exchange was not finished yet. In order for balance to truly be achieved, the Fire Nation would need to suffer.
It was time to extinguish some fucking flames.