Chaotic Overworld Novels & Stories

The white obelisks in Earth’s orbit didn't feel surprise. They didn't have souls to process the impossible. But as the planet beneath them transformed into a colossal, glowing golden forest of world-spanning roots, their internal logic processors hit a catastrophic recursive loop. "ERROR. DATA RESTORATION DETECTED. SOURCE: PRIMORDIAL WORLD TREE. FORMATTING FAILED. INITIATING PHASE TWO: PHYSICAL DISMANTLING."

Current time: 7.32 am. It’s been ten hours since the ‘hunting ground’ started. After I take in place of Nightwalker, I have been watching while standing just right outside the borderline of the hemisphere. I thought I could find ways to help them escape, but I gave up that thought afterwards. Even if they escaped from the ‘hunting ground’… what then? I soon learnt from Forsjá that there’s no way to destroy nor get into the ‘hunting ground’. Because the ‘hunting ground’ is meant initially to trap their preys without allowing them to escape.

"So you agree that both techniques are the same?" She took a deep breath this time, "No! There is much more to that. Actually, You might call me a fool, but I feel like This Chaos Sequence is incomplete. There are instances in the technique that have been over-simplified so that the user's brain doesn get fried during the execution of patterns. The Chaos Sequence is kind of like a derivative, if you ask me."

Mane smiled slightly and said. “What do you mean? It isn’t like you could carry the Chaos energy here and forcefully introduce it into that world. It must birth Chaos on its own.” Hildegarde frowned and said. Every world eventually will produce its own Chaos. As long as conflict continued and division remained constant for a while, Chaos will be born. It wasn’t something that could be forced upon a planet. And that was why some planets were richer in Chaos than others. It was the same for Edict.

he coughed slightly before opening his eyes, blood dripping slowly from his wound. Damien looked from the clone to Nathan sitting on the chair. There were two Nathans and then Lauren that he thought were dead. “What kind of sick game is this!” he yelled making the clone turn his attention back to him. The clone stood in the middle of the three “Oh, it’s a game that just properly begun” he clapped his hands in excitement “I’ve been waiting for this part since I started all this, we can’t let Nathan have all the fun, can we?”

"BaoBao, you mentioned that this was not the first time a world has been destroyed. What exactly do you mean by that? How did it happen and why?" "We term it 'world destruction' but it's not really destroyed per say. It doesn't crumble and vanish into nothing. What happens is that the world's consciousness just goes completely haywire and unstable. It's in a very vulnerable state for bugs to happen which is likely what happens. When that happens, further instability is created, resulting in a never-ending vicious cycle." "And you systems can't help because of some connection issue that you mentioned earlier?" "Exactly. We won't be able to establish any connection with the world. It's as if i

Amka nodded and stood in place, feeding out the rope until each kid, in turn, had hooked in and wrapped a knot of cord around his or her hands. For a while, they tramped into the wind on slippery footing over iced stones. But as the highlands came into view, the bulk of the destruction fell behind. They stopped, took the time to make proper links in the chain, then continued the journey. The disruption of the world had not ended; it just moved slower than foot traffic. The angel of old had declared north as the path to safety. Nukilik followed her instructions and headed toward Upworld—a left-behind wilderness occupied by wild beasts, genetically altered humanoids, and malformed bio-mechanic

If left unchecked, it would inevitably spread throughout Bloomington. In such a scenario, the Yggdrasil seeds would surely grow uncontrollably, eventually becoming a towering world tree—a result sought after by those so-called celestial realm beings. Without dwelling on it further, Chad realized that the consequences would be unimaginable if events like the Evergrow outbreak repeated seven or eight times over the next three years. Roar! Suddenly, a strong wind rushed behind Chad, accompanied by the roar of a wild beast. An undead beast in patient clothing launched a surprise attack on Chad, but he managed to evade it just in time.

necessary for life to start over. The result of the shattering was the birth of the Wild-Multiverse. This was a region of the Outer-Empty that did not follow the "Standard-Blueprints" of the First-Engine or the "Harmony-Forge." Because it was born from the "Broken-Geometry" of the Silent-Others and the "Industrial-Soot" of the Union, the physical laws here were "Inconsistent" and "Aggressive." It was a "Frontier of the Unpredictable," where gravity might work in pulses and light might have the "Texture-of-Sand."

As we hurried away in the rain, I could feel his warm touch, fair enough to calm my body from the cold of the night. I felt as if I was being taken to another world, similar to the one in my dream. There were strange noises all around us, and the water pouring down on us abruptly stopped. The enchanting feeling was there, as though my body was absorbing vigor from my surroundings. It was familiar yet strange to me. And the next thing I knew was when I opened my eyes; I was in another world. A world they called Olympus.