King of Chaos

The last sixty plus years of my life has been spent achieving greatness. As a young man I was a soldier and fought for my country, when the fighting was done I returned home, to take the place of my father as the head of the family business. I had been raised to lead and trained to succeed. For forty years I was the head of my family and those were forty of the best years the family ever had. Alliances were forged and enemies were crushed underfoot, anyone who betrayed me lived to regret their mistake. When the time went to go to war I was merciless; those I wanted dead were never seen again and those I protected never knew suffering. I married the daughter of another family to form an alliance between us and we had three children; two boys and a girl. Now in my late sixties, I am ready to pass on the family ring to my eldest son. My eldest son is about to be married, unlike my father, I didn’t force him into an arranged marriage, so little was known about the girl who he had taken

Nya arrived at the spaceport, in such a densely crowded area she completely blended in. She was dressed moderately, just wearing a simple grey sundress with a wide brimmed sunhat and a shawl around her shoulders to shield her from the sun. She used sunglasses to cover her eyes. These measures were necessary to remain incognito as vampires were rank-A on the galactic threat ranking system, easily one of the most dangerous creatures in all of Hyperion. her crest around her back and shoulders was hidden by a shawl so it won't get noticed, the last thing she needed was someone noticing her weird glowing tattoo.Aside from a small purse which held the ticket and a special omen pass –courtesy of her former sire— she had nothing but the clothes on her back, the rest of her stuff were stored away in her pocket dimension, which she had named the 'Crimson Void', always right within arms' reach.When she had imagined space travel, she had pictured a very futuristic plane trip, which was why she

I found myself back in the dark place, but this time, I can feel my body floating in the infinite darkness. [I saved your life not too long ago, and you’re already back here?] came the unidentifiably voice [You are very commited, I'll give you that.] I remember you, you’re the one who put me into this mess I said. What happened now? Why am I here? [You don’t know? You died.] What? Again? [Well… you’re near dead. That body of yours is keeping you alive.] That’s another point of contention. Last time I was here I was an old man, why did you put me in the body of a girl? [She was a vacant body on such short notice. You should be grateful; you could do a lot worse.] Grateful? The girl was FUCKING raped! I yelled [A vacant body is a vacant body.] the voice said [It was the best I could do. I’m glad you were able to adapt.] And who are you? You saved me