Chaotic World Novels & Stories

And suddenly The chaos didn’t feel as distant anymore. It felt… reachable. The Struggle of a World We weren’t just facing a creature. We were inside a world’s final moment. A world that had evolved too fast. Broken under its own potential. Collapsed into itself. And now Trying to become something new. Or die trying. The Watcher Hesitates “This is unstable,” the Watcher said, but his voice had changed. Less certain. Less absolute. “You cannot guarantee the outcome.”

And I, as far as I'm concerned, have accepted that truth, that unavoidable fact. Ironically, the lunatic does not believe he is crazy because he sees the world with a clarity that the rest of us can only hope to possess. He sees the world as it really is because often the realization that there are horrors barely hidden beneath the surface of this world is what drives him to insanity. The mad have seen the world as it really is. And how can such a clear and limpid vision of the world be considered madness? ♦ ♦ ♦ That year, the spring equinox came and went in an abundance of showers that discouraged the congregations that flocked to the city to celebrate the spring equinox.

“You should have asked that before you started to mess with my mate when I got here. But I will tell you anyway… I am Khione Dava Chaos, 3rd child to King Chaos and heir to his throne.My father is the King of Kings of the underworld and the lord of Lords of all darkness that exists in this realm and the other. You hear the source of all creation and my father is pointed at. He was there before creation and he will be there afterwards when you are all gone. You and your lover boy have doomed this pack in more ways than one.” Chaos spat at Tricia and smiled after she passed out from loss of breath “What the fuck?” Alpha River cursed out for the first time whiles some of his men shifted uncomfo

He reacted at once and released me. I barely had time to draw a breath when the crowd suddenly shifted. People all around me began jumping in time with the music. Someone ahead of me stumbled and collided with me, forcing me backward. I tensed without thinking. Then, a strange sensation surged up inside me, hot and unrelenting. My eyes widened. Oh no. It had already gone in.

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

I can relate to this song 'cause I have a super hella BAD childhood. I know in this world, I'm not just the only one who experienced a one hella bad childhood. But, I can't just accept the fact that they're a famous and respected lawyers, but they treat their daughter as if it is an animal who mustn't born in this world at the first place, tsk! Like a mistaken child. Damn it! So fucking unfair side of this world! Make me believe that hell is empty because the real demons are actually here, maybe it's one of the person you are talking with.

He collapsed onto a log, accepting a waterskin from Elara with a grateful nod. “What happened?” Liora asked. “After we left?” Finn’s face darkened. “Chaos. The world was coming apart at the seams. The sky would change colour three times in an hour. Rivers ran backwards. People were… forgetting things. How to talk. How to love. It was the slow, grey death the man Kael promised.” He looked around their small camp, at the children. “And then, a few days ago, it all just… stopped. The world sighed, and everything settled. I knew it was you.”

Many tried to run but were suddenly crushed by a mental wall that began to cage everyone in. All sounds faded and an ache ran through Trix’s head. She felt herself being pulled in a direction which she did not know. Her vision blurred and the pain grew. She fell to her knees. It was as if her head was about to explode she felt as if she was going to die. ‘Stop fighting it,’ a voice echoed through the chaos. ‘It is who you are Trixiana.’ ‘Open your eyes, Trix.’ ‘Open your eyes!’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan.

Now that a long time had passed, some races were eager to instigate a conflict. An illusory image appeared in the sky of the main peak on Mount Chaos. The image was the entrance to another world. Today, any living being of the Greater Realms could enter the world through this image and participate in the Dooms’ gathering. This world was created by the Dooms. Though there was not a complete Heavenly Path, this was a true world. Youri Dalibor was the creator of this world. The world had an abundance of spiritual energy and picturesque scenery. There was a spiritual mountain at the center of the world, on which there was an arena. There were many seats there.

However, like a sudden flash, a force stopped its falling. It called upon it and swiftly deposited it into a transmigration cycle. The force, or well, the entity that did this glared as the fragment of darkness twisted and gibbered, as it was purified by the ethereal brilliance of primordial essences. And then, like many of the souls within this transmigration cycle, it was sent through an endless river that connected to many worlds, to be reborn. When Chaos gained some consciousness of himself, he developed abilities. Born in a world similar to modern Earth, but that had recently undergone an apocalypse that filled the world with Miasma, corrupted Mana, he was one of those people who had be