Chaotic Scale Novels & Stories

“Prepared for what?” “For this,” I said. “The moment when observers stop watching and start interfering.” Lucian added, “And for the assumption that we’ll be intimidated by scale.” One of the other figures spoke for the first time. “Scale matters.” “Only when it’s misaligned,” I replied. “Large structures fail all the time. Small ones endure.” The central figure studied me closely now. “You’re not defensive.” “No,” I said. “I’m selective.” “Then let’s be direct,” he said. “There’s an emerging coalition. Discreet. Expansive. Interested in stabilizing… unpredictable variables.”

THALRION "Someone from my circle is about to betray me but how? There’s a difference between chaos and control. Most people don’t understand it. They think chaos is unpredictable. Wild. Uncontainable. They’re wrong. Chaos follows patterns. You just need to be intelligent enough to see them. That’s why I don’t fear it. I use it. Bend it into something useful. But betrayal? Betrayal is different. It doesn’t announce itself.

Francis’s eyebrows creased as he busied himself working with his laptop. After the night of terror, he had been working non-stop to submit reports and worse, CHAOS I was activated. It was a legendary device that caused a great deal of controversy six years ago. Its logarithm was challenging to understand as it was one of the inventions of the great Alexandrei, and these inventions couldn’t be solved in one snap. Usually, it would take an absolute genius and someone hard working to crack his logarithm.

he questions again. I quickly fish out two small pills from my pocket and gulp them down immediately. For some reason I always forget these white tablets that are the only thing that keep me sane. I wait for the scolding that starts exactly two seconds after. It has taken me approximately six years to acquire the super power of not hearing a word Charles said whenever he was trying to scold me. Just like now that his voice has grown distant and all I can hear is the quiet thud of my heart.

I hurried past the bar, my eyes met those of the Bartender and there was a glow in his eyes I hadn’t noticed before. “Are you okay?” he said. I shook my head. I felt my temperature rise and a slight ache was creeping up my joints. My muscles started to feel tense. My hair pores started to look like big rashes and they itched as the hairs on my body began to grow longer. My palms began to expand as my nails extended further. My ears felt like they were drawn out. I could hear the slightest sound of a foot leaving the ground, a house fly buzzing, frantic heartbeats and drinks getting poured into cups. The music became almost a hundred times louder. I could nearly hear people’s thoughts and fee

The fragments of Harper surged forward, and the whispering returned — louder, more commanding, uncontrollable. “You thought you could survive without me?” Harper purred from inside Lila. “Think again. I am eternal. I am chaos. And now… the real game begins.”

"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."

Why she's stuttering? I feel something weird. #30