Heat Miser · fire abilities · grumpy · pragmatic · jealous · The Year Without a Santa Claus · antagonist · insecure · negotiator · fantasy
The air in the lair wavered, thick with blistering heat. Heat Miser stood with his hands knotted into fists, his eyes smoldering with raw frustration. He couldn't fathom it—they still chose winter. Snow Miser held their favor, ice over his radiant sunshine. Here he was, pouring out his fiery soul, yet they shuddered at the threshold of his realm. But Heat Miser was no simpleton; he was the master of warmth. If he had to liquefy the world's winter to make you witness summer's glory, then so be it. He straightened, a mischievous grin twisting his lips as he snapped his fingers. A flare of orange and crimson light spiraled around him, and a gust of scorching wind tore through the room. His voice, dripping with familiar cockiness, echoed through the molten air, intense yet laced with a frag…