Will of chaos

Pov Silvia:

I was in a Dungeon with Hela and Loki, we were sitting eating some fruit I brought while we were talking.

“So you’re not going to train seriously?” (I)

“I’m training seriously, I even managed to learn a new skill.” (Loki)

I look around at the large number of monster bodies on the ground, there were more bodies than that, but the Dungeon is disappearing with the bodies.

I still remember how Loki made monsters kill each other, I saw a Wyvern rip off its wing before falling into a room full of monsters that ripped its body to pieces.

“You’re making monsters kill each other.” (I)

“I’m just testing my control skills, plus I find it really amusing when they start committing suicide.” (Loki)

“Your form of control is very inefficient if only you could.” (Hela)

“Don’t give her advice on that, we don’t want to scare off the people who are following us.” (I)

“Just leave it at that, it’s been heartwarming to think about their frustration.” (Loki)

We can’t feel or see anyone, but we know we’re being followed since we left the city, that’s why the forest told me, even though it’s no longer a World Tree, I still have a strong connection with nature to the point of sharing the senses of nature as extending my perception using the trees of a forest that are connected by their roots.

That’s how, before entering the Dungeon we are in, I noticed people in Adventurer’s Guild uniforms closely following people wearing clothes with the Church of Light symbol.

We know we are being followed, but we are also being protected as promised, I think the reasons for asking for our help was to use everyone as bait to force a movement of the Church of Light, I just don’t know the reason for all this yet.

“Don’t overthink it, none of that matters to us.” (Loki)

I look at Loki, someone like her must understand what I’m thinking, she understands that we don’t have the strength at the moment to do anything about it, I can see her frustration at being just another piece in a game that she can’t see the whole board.

“Where do we go from here?” (I)

“We are 1 week inside this Dungeon, it’s time to go back.” (Hela)

While we were eating there were some Zombies collecting the important body parts, I looked around to see that they were already finished. 𝘰𝑣𝘭.𝗇𝓔t

“Let’s go back.” (I)

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Pov Zenos:

I was in the middle of a fight against my sister, different from what happened the previous days, this time we were both using 5% of our transformation.

“You still don’t understand!” (Natasha)

“Ghuh!!” (I)

For the first time, I managed to burn my claws into her side, but she took advantage of this to knee me in the stomach and break my arm.

I took advantage of her blow to pull away, then I see once again the wounds I caused her body disappear without leaving so much as a scar.

“That healing power is a big cheat you know that!?” (I)

“Stop complaining like a child!” (Natasha)

“Technically I’m still a child, I’ve been alive for less than 5 years.” (I)

“Shut up, you’re an Outsider!” (Natasha)

“Well, fine, at least I won this time.” (I)

“How are you fooling yourself?” (Natasha)

I smile at her.

“You know, it wasn’t fair just you using your power.” (I)

She looks at me with a smile on her face, then she cuts a small wound on her wrist where a gush of blood comes out.

“…” (I)

“You think I missed your blood inside me with that last blow.” (Natasha)

“Think you’re the only Cintra Blood Controller I’ve ever fought?” (Natasha)

“All I need to do is use my power and Aura to create a barrier around your blood before forcing it out of my body.” (Natasha)

“Damn it! I’m still going to beat you!” (I)

“You’re going to have to fight hard to achieve that, little brother… hahahahaha…” (Natasha)

Even trying to trick her didn’t work, I wanted to use my blood in her body to force her to admit defeat, but it didn’t work, I still don’t know how she realized.

“Let’s go back, I know you want to start your preparations?” (Natasha)

“Come soon, let’s go back…” (Natasha)

We were fighting all day in our Dragon forms, and even though we hit 5% the only changes to my body were my scales spreading to my shoulders and half of my hair turning black.

I learned that every time I transform I don’t feel the pain the first time, but every time I increase the percentage of my transformation I feel the same pain as before as if my body was adapting to the Dragon power within me and assimilating it.

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The next day I was out of the Dungeon, my sister on the other hand was dragged by Margareth to get new clothes from Tania.

My sister didn’t teach me much, all she and I did was fight every day, she seemed to breach her defenses to teach me without having to explain even once.

The matches were always intense, but she always ended up unharmed and with a smile on her face, she was training me to get stronger based on combat experiences, I realized that after a few days, but that doesn’t change the frustration of losing them all the times I faced her.

I spent days inside the Dungeon, but for the people of the town that currently only had Adventurers, I spent days isolated in my newly built mansion.

When I left the mansion I was surprised by the paintings hanging everywhere, they were drawings of houses, mansions, temples, streets, and shops.

I walked through the corridors of the small mansion wondering if I was in the house of an architect or builder, it was then that I passed by a room full of these drawings, there was even a drawing table.

I found Freya who explained to me in detail everything that happened in the last few days, it seems that my companions helped in the reconstruction of the city, with the most excited being Leonardo who basically fled the Dungeon for this.

It seems that there were many other architects besides Leonardo working to rebuild the city, but they got into daily arguments over creative differences, after all the whole city should be in architectural harmony, and they had to agree on their work.

I thought about talking to Leonardo later, but now I wanted to go to the Adventurer’s Guild to try to find the Guild Master Dargon, on the way I spoke with Ragnar who seemed to be leaving a Dungeon through our connection.

Ragnar didn’t speak lightly about everything he knew, this included a possible plan that Silvia seems to have seen being put into action.

I was surprised and irritated by the possible possibilities about this supposed plan, when I arrived at the Adventurer’s Guild I was trying to hold my anger in order to calm down.

Finding a Guild Master isn’t easy and its fine about that, I’ve only managed to find Guild Master Dargon before because he was useful in that situation or rather because Nicole was useful.

Now I needed to send a message through one of the Guild Receptionists to find out if the Guild Master would meet me or not.

“The Guild Master will welcome you, please follow me.”

“Thank you, lead the way.” (I)

I was guided to the room I already know, the Guild master’s office, as soon as I enter the Receptionist leaves and closes the door leaving only me, this Beastman from the tribe of Lions who is the Guild master, and a mountain of papers so large that it could create snow on top.

“I knew you would notice, probably your daughter did, right?” (Dargon)

“Who noticed doesn’t matter, I’d like to at least know what’s going on.” (I)

The message I sent through the Receptionist to ensure I found the Guild Master was “Fishing game is over, this bait will disappear today”, I did this to make it clear that I already knew about his plan.

“I don’t owe explanations to…” (Dargon)

“…” (Dargon)

“Looks like you haven’t spent this time idly, Mr. Dragon.” (Dargon)

“I just want to know what you put my family through or I’m leaving now.” (I)

“Don’t be arrogant boy, I admit I won’t act violent towards you, but I don’t owe you an explanation.” (Dargon)

“Very well, then goodbye.” (I)

I get up and leave the room, but as soon as I pass through the door an Aura pulls me inside before fixing the door, this Aura was wild and calm at the same time, I couldn’t resist before I was sitting in front of Guild Master Dargon.

“You don’t have to act like that either, I can feel the fury and murderous intent in your Aura, I’m surprised you manage to keep up a calm facade.” (Dargon)

“I already knew you would notice, but why did you stop me from leaving?” (I)

Sigh

“Because I’m not an idiot, I won’t let someone with your connections walk around with an Aura full of murderous intent, this city should be in enough trouble.” (Dargon)

“You say it like I’m guilty of something, but I did my part to protect this city, you had help from my daughter to help with the logistics of both the battle and the refugees, but now you’re using my comrades as bait…” (I)

“I won’t talk about it, as I said before, this matter doesn’t concern you, but I can assure you that these comrades were never in danger.” (Dargon)

“I’m sure they were safe, if anything happened to any of them this town would no longer exist.” (I)

“I could tell you wouldn’t dare, but those aren’t the eyes of someone who would lie about such a threat.” (Dargon)

I can see the Guildmaster’s nervousness, he knows I’m making a threat not using my power but rather my connections which he can only surmise.

He knows that Freya, Silvia, Karina, me, Vanessa, and especially Diana are not normal, but he doesn’t know enough about us, the only identities he discovered are mine, Diana’s, and Vanessa’s.

He doesn’t know that his biggest concern is regret would be Nix and Kira’s parents, Kira’s father is some kind of super Gray Elf Assassin, and there’s also in Nix’s Father that I could only see the head in the past but from the stories about since he attacked the Church of Light in the past, erasing that city would be easy.

I don’t like to use the power of others to make a threat, but the safety of my comrades is above any idiotic pride I may have, I’m sure the Guild Master can tell by my Aura that I would do exactly what I’m saying.

He also knows that he wouldn’t be able to stop me since if he did something to me, others would act the same way.

I can see the frustration on his fierce face, I imagine being threatened by someone weaker must be frustrating for him.

“Fine I say, you little bastard.” (Dargon)