The first pyro archon sat and watched their civilization grow. The city-state of Sparta was new and already orienting itself to war. And this archon knew that the one would be here. They focused their elemental power and made it into a physical object, and a way for humans to see and control elemental power. The archon of freedom, anemo was with them. And the pyro archon spoke "If this doesn't work, you and the hydro archon will put out any fire and I will disengage it," the anemo archon nodded.

"What will you call it?" they asked. The pyro archon pondered this for a moment.

"I'll let the human decide. Now I just need a human with the determination to earn this," the anemo archon nodded

"It may be some time. But the best place to look would be the Warrior School. See if there's anyone new," the pyro archon nodded their head

"yes let's go" and together they ran off

...

"Why is he so small?" one of the elders commented. The new father tensed extremely at this comment

"well i-"

"save it" one of them said "we're trying to think" they looked the child up and down. Maybe they sensed something in him, maybe they were feeling generous, but he passed besides being small. He would go on, though, earning the favor of the pyro god themself