The sun's core is not hot enough to burn me.
The next user is a person on a boat that who gets stuck between the greek mythologycal monsters Scylla and Charybdis.
Due to a similar incident that happened earlier in my life, my skin is made of Titanium. The fire doesn't last very long.
The next Person is tied onto the rails of a train about to pass by.
I lost 1d4 hit points. I wtill have more than 20 hitpoints and Im still level 1.
Owner of the next message will forget everything, everyone, every memory and every autonomous control.
It turns out that I am an alien lifeform that lives at those kind of temperatures.
I teleport the next user to a magnetar (a rare type of neutron star), where you will be torn apart by both the gravity, and the magnetic field simultaneously.