Chaotic Underworlders Novels & Stories

Deep beneath the bustling Diamond District lay the "Under-Grid" bar, a hidden spot filled with booming bass and swirling violet mist. In this underground space saturated with the smell of ozone and shady data transactions, those known as the "Unregistered" bartered away their humanity for a chance at prolonging their fragile existence.

<><><> Tiger's wagon halted sharply in front of the old building, and he came down in just a black singlet on his jean pants. He's got a stick of weed in his mouth which he kept puffing as he stared at the building It's the oldest building in Sicily, and the walls are already cracking. The rendezvous for most shady businesses in the Underworld (criminals world) Meeting The Terminator has been his target since two years ago when she began her merciless killings, but he hasn't been lucky for once despite his higher up position in the Underworld. Her face has stayed hidden, only her perfect killings speak for her. For the record, she killed 40+ people already, thereby making a name

To our left, ancient olive trees stood like gnarled sentinels and their leaves seemed to reflect the silvery moonlight. We got closer to the gates and Miguel slowed his pace. He didn't look at me, his gaze was fixed on the security cameras nestled in the stone pillars ahead and his voice took on different weight. "Forget everything you think you know about street thugs and back-alley deals, Alejandro," Miguel said softly. I could not help but process what he must have meant by that. Instinctively my own pace slowed. "The men behind these gates don't call themselves 'Mafia.' They are the Guardiani del Codice—the Guardians of the Code."

He looked annoyed. I said nothing more as he led the way towards the underworld. The underworld was divided into different factions, it was a place where the dirtiest, and horrifying business was done. It was much worse than the black market. Unlike the black market, the underworld had wolf demons that engaged in these activities. We got to the entrance, and it was still the same as I remembered. It had a jagged, rocky entrance. "Holla." A shrill voice greeted, it was one of the gatekeepers at the entrance.

And in the middle of the battle, not more or less. Wengarthria is Soovaree’s underworld subrealm, which has existed from the beginning of time, meaning that Wengarthrians had many battles under their belts. Right now, they are in the phase of imploding right in front of our eyes. This is a fantastic chance, and we must seize it for our own goals. But of course, the stupid mutt king is as stubborn as a mule, and he misses seeing the golden opportunity in this.

Laila says, conjuring a pen and paper from thin air, “the God of Death and the Goddess of Life won a great victory against their father, the God of Darkness. They wrenched half of the planet away and made it their own Kingdom, the Underworld.” Laila draws a circle on the paper to represent a planet and draws a line clean through it. “This is the Underworld,” she continues, tapping her pen on one of the hemispheres and then gesturing to the wasteland around us to indicate that they’re the same. “But beneath it is the Deadlands.” Inside the little hemisphere that Laila has indicated is the Underworld, she draws a smaller circle, just below the surface.

Seems like the Marquisate is hiding something. The people were divided into three hierarchical groups. Nobles, commoners, and the ones who succumbed to the darkness, who people called underworlders. Underworlders are those people who are doing bad things to gain the best of the world. It could be the nobles or commoners. Though they are considered to be in the lowest in the hierarchical group as they do things that are considered as immoral. Underworlders are mafias, syndicates, gangs, and other illegal groups who kill for money. I was part of it. I killed for money. Though, most of my targets were the country’s most wanted criminals and families who gambled people’s lives for their own gain

A place filled with dangers, bloodthirstiness and terrifying and ice cold aura. This is... The Underworld. Where killers and criminals reside. Underworld, is a place as huge as continents itself, every continents has an Underworld. It is basically the other world that exists below the ground of our known society. The Underworld is not any different to the world above. Arinea Underworld is currently controlled by an Emperor of Wang Imperial Family, Wang Hou. Vendors are selling different kinds of things beside the road. And also big shops selling jewelries and clothes for women and different kinds of weapons for both men and women.

“Are you really Alex Rockefeller? Alex Rockefeller in the Underworld? You really hid well and revealed no information about the Underworld. If everyone else hadn’t been spreading the news, I would’ve never known you were a Wastelander.” Two people in that group of people had never been to the Underworld, nor had they taken any spiritual blood oath. “You guys have taken the spiritual blood oath, but not us! We will just strike and kill him!” “We are in the real world now, not the Underworld!” Boom!

At the end of the day, once I had completed what I needed, the underworld was going to be in chaos, and I would need a quick escape. The only way that was going to happen, was if I was prepared. So I needed supplied, clothes, money, weapons. I would also need to find some way of getting out of the underworld quickly. This was my next task. Lucas had once told me that he kept a housekeeper who had practically raised him when he was brought to the underworld. She would be my first hope at finding someone to help me. But on top of that, she deserved to know of what had become of Lucas if nothing else.