Will of chaos

Author: Just dropping by to let you know that I posted the wrong chapter yesterday, but it’s already been edited and corrected. The new chapter is already there, and I’m warning you to read it before coming to this one.

This is just for those following along daily with the release.

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Pov Tarzor:

I was surprised by what Zenos granted me. I didn’t think any vessel could contain my consciousness. I am a living universe, within me lie thousands of worlds and dozens of galaxies.

My consciousness is vast enough, like that of the Entities. Unfortunately, I don’t possess the power of a Concept to use such power delicately enough to touch a physical body. Therefore, I never sought a vessel for my power. It would also be impossible to have an Avatar without the power of the Concept to mark it.

“(This body is weaker than mine, and I can feel it slowly degrading. It won’t last even half a day.)” (me)

“What are you doing standing still? We have to fight!” (Freya)

“I know, I’m just checking this body.” (Me)

Having such skinny arms and legs was a bit strange. I also miss my tail and wings, not to mention that this body feels kind of empty and lifeless, very different from my real body, which possesses endless vitality and an entire universe.

I checked this body and circled my power. It seemed that only 20% of my power could be used for now. More than that, this body couldn’t handle. It could only reach 30% for a single attack, which would cause this body to be destroyed in the process.

“(Maybe I should try creating a more permanent vessel later. If Zenos was able to do something like this in a hurry, then he should be able to help me with something more permanent given enough time.)” (Me)

While I was thinking about the future, I was also flying alongside Freya, who had incarnated as her Avatar, Luci.

It took only seconds for us to reach the battle between Callidora and the thing controlled by Hate.

The creature’s body was still changing. Its size had shrunk, its contours feminine. Its skin was gone, and it seemed more like its body was encased in thick flesh and muscle. On its back, bone wings with blades were still growing. Its face consisted of a vertical red eye and a mouth with jaws filled with sharp teeth.

The presence of this thing was pure hatred, more hatred than I could ever fathom. Just seeing it was strange to me. I always feel all the myriad emotions that people within my Universe let leak through their Auras, this also includes hatred. Yet I had never felt a single emotion like this from a being. A totality of nothing but hatred, something so permanent and eternal that it originated from the beginning of time. This was Hate.

“Don’t let your mind wander!” (Callidora)

“< Universal Runic Magic: Starfall >” (Freya)

Callidora appears beside me, using my body as a shield. Hatred was attacking one of his still-growing wings, like several blades aimed at me. But before he could strike, dozens of spheres condensed with the power of the Light and Fire elements, also carrying Freya’s Universal Concept, fell like rain, shattering Hatred’s wing, which was thrown back.

I look at Callidora, who ignores my gaze and is already moving, as if waiting for this opportunity. Callidora is already in the direction Hatred was pushed, and in her hand is the open book emanating endless malice.

“< Infernal Art: Fang of Purgatory >” (Callidora)

“< Dominion of Ruin and Hatred >” (Hatred)

As soon as Callidora opened the Grimoire, a Rift opened beside Hatred as the jaws of some creature appeared, as if it could devour half of his body. Only these jaws were visible as they attempted to devour Hatred, who turned, exploding in a dark energy that caused space to crack for hundreds of kilometers, a black mist engulfing everything around us.

I couldn’t just watch everyone fight either. This place was trying to influence my emotions. I could feel it trying to heighten the hatred within me, which wouldn’t work. I’ve never let myself be influenced by the myriad of emotions, even though I feel them all the time.

“< Universal Breath >” (me)

I open my jaws as a sphere of energy forms in front of only my face, like a globe containing the universe within. It was just a cluster of my power that explodes forward like a column of stars and planets colliding with Hatred, who defends himself with one arm.

“Give it back!! CALLIDORA!!” (Hatred)

“This has always been mine, and you still dare claim it as your property!?” (Callidora)

“< Universal Rune Magic: Myriad Elemental Slash >” (Freya)

“< Primordial Claws of Reality >” (me)

I wouldn’t lose myself in my mind again. Watching Zenos constantly watch from his shadow had ingrained in me a bad habit of merely observing, a fatal thing to possess in the midst of combat.

Freya, on the other hand, wasted no time. Each attack followed another relentlessly. This time, an illusion of her arboreal body formed behind her as one of the branches extended like a whip toward Hate.

The black mist around us condensed, forming a large sword that attempted to sever this illusory branch. The collision of these two powers created dozens of fingers in the fragile space, which also devastated the surrounding mist.

Knowing I couldn’t just attack blindly, I tried to use a power that wouldn’t devastate this universe any further. So I advanced, concentrating the power of reality in my chest. I approached Hate while dealing with Freya’s attack and the bite of Callidora’s Infernal creature, trapped within black tentacles formed by that same mist.

I launched an invisible attack at point-blank range, causing space to vibrate and the cracks to close. A tense power of reality collided with Hate, who smiled as my attack hit his body, pushing him out of the other two attacks.

“Davoth!” (Callidora)

Callidora smiled too, as if she’d expected exactly that. Suddenly, Davoth appeared, his blood dried as the Anomalous energies of the two origins enveloped an Artifact that looked like a finger with a large claw tipped with a morning’s worth of fresh blood.

“< Origin Splitting Technique: Creation Severance >” (Davoth)

The finger-like artifact was thrown, leaving a trail of blood behind, widening into what looked like a tsunami of blood capable of engulfing a planet. Endless faces screaming in torment appeared in the blood before enveloping Hatred, who had no time to react.

“< Infernal Birth Ritual: Fetus of Elysium >” (Callidora)

“(I will not harm you, do not resist, and use your power of Reality as well as the power of nature. I need only this, and I promise it will be for the benefit of Zenos!)” (Callidora)

“< Seal >” (Callidora)

“CALLIDORA!!!!” (Hatred)

“HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…!!!!!” (Callidora)

Callidora took the lead as two chains attached themselves to my right arm and another to Freya’s left arm, this chain made of pure Infernal power and Niryna’s blood.

In our minds, Callidora’s voice sounds, trying to make a deal. I don’t trust her and was slow to break the chains on my arm, but suddenly I feel Niryna’s Aura in the chains, trying to appease my actions. From Freya’s face, I can tell it was the same for her.

I decide not to resist and let my reality power be sucked into the chain. Freya seems to have made the same decision. Soon, the blood and our three combined powers create a red sphere where Hatred is trapped.

I feel my power being drained, but I also sense that Niryna is controlling this flow of energy, and if I try to resist, it would be easy. It seems Callidora is being cautious this time, which only makes me more worried, as if a poisonous Serpent is hiding in my shadow.

The blood sphere burned with yellow flames as black mist continuously erupted outward. The mist was actually forming into a humanoid form, with arms, legs, a head, wings, and horns visible.

It wasn’t long before the Avatar of Hatred’s image resurfaced, but his body was much thinner than before, and strange marks were all over his body, writhing as if something were hiding within his skin.

“Callidora, I won’t forget this!” (Hatred)

“You took away my opportunity to create a physical body!” (Hatred)

“You wanted to use my Infernal Artifact, you dared to manipulate my Infernal energy, and you still dare to exploit my studies as your own!” (Callidora)

“How dare you try to succeed using what is mine!?” (Callidora)

I could feel the venom in Callidora’s words. It was rage, a rage that made my body tremble. From the cracks in the collapsing space, a single eye emerged, containing a fury that made even my will falter. It was an eye containing absolute cruelty and a source of eternal malice.

It lasted only a second before disappearing, but it felt as if it had been there forever; now it was branded on my mind forever.

Meanwhile, the red sphere compressed more and more, a strange presence formed, a fetal silhouette appearing as the red energy crystallized into an increasingly oval shape. This was not normal.

“Your Avatar was used as a sacrifice. It won’t last long now, so go away, you spiteful bitch. One day I will come to you to settle this debt!” (Callidora)

“You think it’s over, Callidora!?” (Hatred)

“But it’s only just beginning!” (Hate)

From the various rifts in space, a large number of Abyssal Creatures suddenly emerged, and in one of the large gaps, an Abyssal General could be seen attempting to invade.