Chaos Slayer Novels & Stories

He slowly turned his head to look at Carl, who stood to the side. His nose twitched slightly as a familiar aura, etched into his soul and bones, surged in through his nostrils, instantly overwhelming the primordial source of Chaos's raw desire for destruction. That aura was clear, vast, and supreme, like the rules of the heavens above the firmament, like the fundamental order governing all things. It was the aura of the Master he had followed for countless eras and awaited through billions of years of slumber. He was Chaos, one of the divine beasts born at the opening of the primordial world, destined to bear the heavens and serve as their mount. And within the seemingly ordinary young man C

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

I answer, and with shaking hands, I dial his number and press the call button, and before I could even hang up or change my mind, he answers in a low tone, saying "Hello?" In a shaky tone I start to speak, "ahh.. hello Xavier, i...it's me Lesha fro..from the club." "Oh, hello, baby girl, you finally called, I was kinda expecting you to call me three days ago" he says with a little chuckle at the end, which makes me blush and look up at a curious Xeno. She mouths to me that I should put the call on speaker so she could hear, but I ignore her. "Ahh.... sor..sorry about that, I was just building my courage to call you" I answer in a giggly, shaky quiet voice.

“My talisman. Do you think it can be retrieved?” I shrug, “I don’t know. I’m not sure how that works. You traded it and Lysel’s to create the hunters. It now belongs to the god of chaos. It is the main one that creates.” “Have you ever met this god of chaos?” I shake my head, “No. I’m a dragon, I’m a young dragon, but I’m just as mortal as you in their eyes. The spirits are immortal until someone willingly takes their place.”

I shook my head, trying not to picture him naked. "Eww, come out please!" The door burst open suddenly, revealing his wet torso. He just had a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair was wet from the shower. Oh, fuck me already. I licked my lips unknowingly and flicked my eyes to meet his gaze. He had a huge smirk plastered on his face and came closer towards me.

He was ready for a fight to the death. "Do you think you can stop me? You're just suicidal!" Chase retorted. Two domain worlds appeared behind him—the Slayer's Realm and Magma Realm—merging into one. The immense power immobilized the martial lord. Chase quickly became a sword flash, instantly ending the stage five expert's life. Scanning the battlefield, Chase saw that Olaf had fallen, and Stephen was clinging to his last breath. As an independent cultivator with his own pride, Stephen chose self-destruction when he felt recovery was impossible.

that was kept secret from most people and that he should never reveal it to anyone he didn't already know. He shuddered when he heard of the Four Forces of Chaos, the greatest Evil, who were constantly striving to destroy the realm of mankind. There was a god of blood, Khorne, the master of slaughter, whose followers laughed in battle and filled themselves with an endless thirst for carnage. It was the great mutant Centch who transformed his worshipers and taught them the darkest secrets of magic. Nurgle was a plague whose followers spread fire and disease to the farthest reaches of the universe. Slaanesh was a fallen god of unspeakable pleasures. He now knew enough of some of their worship

“We cannot risk detection by building a fire. Would you be so kind as to curl up around her and keep her warm? She needs to dry out and she needs some rest...” He watched as Foxfire did as he asked, “She does not know it yet, Foxfire, but tomorrow will be much worse for her. For tomorrow, I will only bring her more questions and very few answers.” Foxfire blinked as if to say she understood and felt for him. It was really all anyone could do now. Sighing, he curled up next to Foxfire and Evrah and fell into a fitful sleep of his own. Chaos was coming, and so were the hunters of death.

***** CHAOS I tested my new body and it's permanence, A load of spells escaping my fingertips wordless, Finally I'll be able to exert the justice on this world, on this splinter in my side, this intense cacophony of noise, In just a few rises of this measly ball of light, I'd eradicate this damned planet and all other sense of sentience and life within me, I'd be whole and silent again, but first a visit to an 'old hag' who tried to put a stick in my plans. As I descended down the steps I could hear the faint pitter patter as moisture dripped from the ceiling of the cavernous dungeon, she laid huddled her back against me, as I drew closer I heard her chant strange words even to me.

Wide eyes all around watched her with curiosity, fear and wonder. "You're not a prince," she said feeling the cloak fall from her shoulders as she took another step forward. "Your a monster," she announced, just then a loud thunder boomed through the air and the lights went out. The screams of the party goers went silent. A purple light suddenly appeared, emitting from a pendant, that illuminated the face of breathtaking woman. Her eyes were like hot gold burning with fire. Her skin dark and smooth with freckles of silver. Her hair long and flowing, a sentinel being...alive.