Will of chaos

Author’s Note:

I apologize for my absence. I’ve been sick for almost two weeks, but in the last few days I’ve felt worse because of the medication, which made me put everything aside to recover. Now I’m much better and will return to my normal routine. I truly hope nothing like this happens again.

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Pov Ronan:

“I truly don’t intend to cause any harm to your other Avatars.” (Me)

“< Strange way to show when you’re targeting my Avatar’s life and at the same time have people interfering with my plans. >” (Curse)

The Avatar in front of me was being restrained by an origin item, something he obtained as a reward from an important mission. I wanted to avoid using it, but after that attack from Zenos, I realized I couldn’t fight safely in this place. I’d rather save my strength for the possibility of having to fight Krimus.

“(I hope I can hold him off long enough for Zenos to finish Raakoy off.)” (me)

“With all due respect, Raakoy is wanted for reasons the Great Entity must already know, and regarding the Curse Factory, that’s a separate matter regarding this universe’s dispute, and I’m doing nothing more than stopping the Avatar in front of me with non-lethal force.” (me)

“< You know I’ll kill the Chaos Bringer for this. >” (Curse)

“I suspect you’ll try, but my mistress told me to inform you that it would be best to avoid that; your power is limited within the Avatar’s capabilities.” (me)

“< Do you think you would lose to the Bringer of Chaos because of my Avatar’s limitations? >” (Curse)

“< Raakoy has proven himself a worthy vessel; his service deserves my attention, and his current project fulfills my purposes. >” (Curse)

“But he is still a Target. If you take possession of him as Avatar, my Lady will do the same to me: a battle between two Entities, even if restricted by their vessels, will still bring about the ruin of part of this universe.” (me)

“I swear not to interfere with your plans here and to release this Avatar after Raakoy’s death. Therefore, I earnestly request that you do not interfere.” (Me)

“(Damn it, she won’t accept it so easily.)” (Pride)

“< I will intervene if or when I deem it necessary, but I will follow the established rules. Now let’s see how you fight my newest Avatar without these toys. >” (Curse)

Crack Crack

The restraints on the Avatar break, and his Aura, filled with murderous intent, rises. His eyes regain their shine as the Entity’s presence leaves its vessel.

My body became covered in sweat. All my plans were ruined faster than I imagined. I hadn’t expected Curse to intervene so soon. I hoped the possibility of fighting my mistress of Pride would persuade him not to intervene.

It seems I was naive.

“I’ll have to end this here… what is this?” (Me)

The Avatar and I looked up. A Universal Golem of unknown model was fighting an Insect, emanating a Concept power that made cold sweat run down my back.

“(Krimus…)” (me)

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Pov Zenos:

“It seems you’re not as immortal as you thought you were!” (me)

“You surprised me, but now…” (Raakoy)

Suddenly, we both looked up at the sky, along with everyone else who was fighting. There, in the planet’s orbit, two creatures were in combat. A Universal Golem was fighting what looked like a hideous insect.

“It seems the Ascended aren’t as passive as we think.” (Raakoy)

“Forcing him to use that thing, it seems I can’t count on him for a while.” (Raakoy)

“You speak as if you expected his help, but you were already preparing something else, weren’t you?” (Me)

My eye can see that thing above; it was becoming more transparent as something rose above him—something with Raakoy’s Aura. As soon as I noticed this, I wanted to intervene, but his attention was focused on me. His power also seemed to increase as I felt traces of his Concept pulsate in his Aura.

Before, he wasn’t taking it seriously, perhaps counting on it being impossible to be hurt by me being here, but now that I’ve realized his immortality here isn’t so guaranteed, and considering that that insect might be the reinforcements he was hoping for, he won’t try to stall for time anymore.

His eyes show a growing murderous intent directed at me. From now on, I’ll have to be extra careful.

Sword in hand, I charge at him. With the power of the Law at work, my speed increases dramatically. I quickly reach him, but realizing it was merely an illusion, I throw my sword, which pierces the illusion, chasing him closely behind. Sourceddirectlyfrom*.

The shadowy figure from before reappears, but this time it’s smaller. Its appearance also seems less ethereal and more corporeal. Purple energy gathers in its claws, growing into five blades, falling toward me.

This time, the sword and claws collide forcefully, leaving marks in the space where I fought against him.

“< Curse of Origin: Spectral Ray >” (Raakoy)

“< Law of Apocalypse: Horn of Ragnar >” (me)

The shadow behind Raakoy opens its jaws, and the purple light intensifies. The surrounding miasma is madly sucked toward it, sucked into its body, while the light in its open jaws quickly incandescent before a beam of purple energy shoots toward me.

With a flap of my wings, I dodged the attacks as my sword grew, cutting through the space in front of me, where a unicorn head with a large blade was charging at Raakoy.

But that was when I realized that the energy beam from before had ricocheted in three places before attempting to strike my back. Each collision transformed the beam more and more into something out of a horror movie. It was as if that energy beam contained countless angry spirits trying to attack me.

All of this happened very quickly, but his attack was even faster than mine, so much so that I realized too late that his attack was redirected toward me.

With no time to waste, I launched myself forward with full force. I would still be hit before I reached him, but that wasn’t the important thing. I just needed enough time to react, and I achieved my goal.

“< Divine Eclipse Magic: Unholy Sun and Moon Barrier >” (me)

Turning my body, I used my sword sideways to receive the attack. My Divine Weapon within the star sword fused into an even larger Eclipse within the sword, while a reflection of this Eclipse formed in front of me at the exact moment of the blow.

“Argh!!!” (me)

“You should have left me alone.” (Raakoy)

“< Origin Curse: Existence Steal >” (Raakoy)

At the moment of the blow, the barrier didn’t hold up as long as I would have liked. It was a Divine Magic, and yet it was broken so easily by him using the power of the Concept of Curse.

The energy beam struck my body, but it left no wounds. In fact, it created symbols and runes in a diagram all over my body while massive amounts of miasma swirled and entered my body.

I felt like he was trying to corrupt my mind, creating another consciousness and thus creating disharmony between my mind, body, and Soul with his Curse.

It was at that moment that dozens of magical circles appeared around me, and from them emerged long worms that stretched toward me, sinking their teeth into my body. I felt them trying to absorb my vitality, Soul, and power, a clear insult to who I am.

“You’re going to need more than that!!!” (me)

“< Eclipse >” (me)

My mind, body, and Soul all harmonized with my Will rising like a core. I felt every part of me tense, and yet I could see something flying from above toward Raakoy’s hands. It was a staff even larger than her body, made of spectral tentacles writhing together, but at the tip were three hearts beating in sync, all of them made of crystal in different colors of purple, black, and moss green.

All the worms that latched onto me were sucked into my body, where they were torn to pieces by my blood as their cursed energy was devoured, just like the energy that formed patterns on my body. All this cursed energy was devoured and gathered in my sword, drying everything within it.

“Too late!” (Raakoy)

“< Triple Cursed Ritual of Origin: Divine Collapse >” (Raakoy)

When my mind became clear again and my body was free of those worms, Raakoy already had the staff in her hand. Each of those hearts pulsed, sending waves of energy through the thin tentacles that made up the staff. A magic circle twice the size of this entire city formed in the sky, composed of thousands of spells combined into so many techniques that I couldn’t recognize how it worked.

That was when a strong pressure fell upon me. Particles of cursed energy were sucked into the magic circle, which then shrank and deformed until it became a heart that melted toward me.

“< Die for your insolence, Bringer of Chaos. >” (Curse)

“(I knew she would appear… I wish I was wrong…)” (me)

Suddenly, the pressure on me increases tenfold as the liquid energy that has poured into my body seems to decompose my Divine power and tear my body apart, rotting my flesh, fragmenting my bones, and attempting to seal my Soul.