Corrupted Chaos Novels & Stories

Alicia burst into another round of tears and Immediately, Samson hugged her in a flash into his embrace because she was crying seriously this time. "Are you going to be ok?" She asked crying even more. Samson kissed on her hair and made her to look at him. 'I promise, I would be fine!" "Ok... but what is a corruption and what damage does it cause?" Alicia still wanted to know. "Ok... the substance in the syring was a [Pytelaphil] and the corruption is created by a wild beast. It's a fiend. Actually this creature is the corruption itself and they must have torn it's skin and taken the fluid to inject on me. The corruption does so many things, it blocks one's memory. I might forget anyone... i

That split second left me feeling as if I had been skinned, and I almost lost consciousness from the agony. It was worth rejoicing that the agony did not last that long, and I was soon calmed down by Dicken’s soft lips. They were no different from painkillers that swiftly relieved me from any suffering. Still, feeling as if my soul left my body, I buried my head over Dicken’s shoulder as I asked, “What was that, Dicken?” “Corrupted Yiki—in other words, a corrupted sapling. It had its eyes on you, Linda. The corrupted are always an extreme threat because they could show up at any time or space, and come in a million different forms after mutating.”

Flowing the land and filling to the streams of the connecting river. Death! Bodies are piled high like the mountain. Scattered the once happy lands. Screams! They are louder every passing time. Piercing into everyone's ears from afar. Even the strongest of foes must quiver at the sound. Ash! It’s falling from the sky and onto the ground, scorching the land. Gone are the trees and fields. The once earthy and breezy place has decayed. Darkness! The sun has not risen since the war started. All lands have been cursed. One can not tell whether it's night or day unless you tap into the source of the cause. The energy of the dark witch Ophelia and this was only the beginning.

Not because I couldn’t but because I didn’t want to. Do you know how disturbing that is for someone like me? I feel like my entire personality folder got corrupted. Luca keeps calling it “character development,” like he’s personally responsible for this emotional glow-up. Sofia pats my cheek sympathetically and tells me heartbreak builds empathy. Empathy. No thank you. But then something shifts in the air. Like a disturbance in the force. Like the universe whispering, Heads up, King — chaos is coming. So I finally look up and see an eight-year-old girl annihilate my front display like she’s reenacting Fast & Furious: Bookstore Drift.

“That’s not how this works ” “It has to be”.He stared at her for a long moment, trying to read what she wasn’t saying. She held his gaze without flinching, She couldn’t afford to. A notification flashed on the monitor behind them, it was Another spike.“They’re back”, Kian said.Asha opened the fresh logs,The attack was faster this time, hitting a different part of the system. “They’re searching”, she said “They’re not trying to break everything they’re trying to find your weak point”.

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.

She held the link steady, forcing the corrupted energy to continue its lethal flow. "You wanted the silence?" Rhea’s voice echoed in the Heir’s failing consciousness. "Here it is! The silence of the grave!" The Heir’s physical form began to vibrate violently. The obsidian leaves of the World-Tree above them began to shatter, raining down in a storm of black glass as the source of the corruption was itself corrupted. The construct’s face—the face that looked so much like Rhea’s—began to melt, the features blurring into a featureless mask of violet agony.

Not even two minutes later, there was a skip in the feed that accounted for about thirty seconds. I opened command files, looking for any type of corruption, but there was none. “We need Dahlia to look at this. There’s no type of corruption, but there’s a thirty second skip in the feed. We need to know if someone did this. Maybe it’s not even tech related but magical…” I mused. Multiple angry auras filled the office, signaling the arrival of our people. I took a steadying breath before looking and seeing a sight that I would later laugh at. Headmaster Vaughn was damn near cowering in the corner as Mom glared at him.

His hatred already consumed him as he was grieving from his shattered life. "I am Lucido." Luci shouted with rage, and fired his power to the Sage. It was already too late, he was already consumed by his own anger. He attacked the Sage and went to a rampage. He was no longer a human. He's already corrupted, a demon in a form of human. Merlin felt sadness as he was already to late to save this pitiful child. He had no other choice but to stop him, even if he needs to kill him. "Agni Spirit of the blazing fire, heed my command. Appear in my front, and destroy my enemy with your hands."

We need to understand each flaws and it’s the same for other people. “Ellaine is a good friend. She knows I don’t want to be entangled with her despite what her father did and so she grabbed a guy from out of nowhere and introduced it to her father as someone she holds dearly in her heart.” I nodded. “Uncle also accepted it and just let Ellaine be happy with whoever she wanted and just like that… she also found herself falling for the same man despite it starting as a pretend to escape an arrange marriage. The two got along well and even came to a point of starting a relationship. They were happy. Ellaine was now happy until…,” he paused for a moment. “…she found Carlos cheating on her.” Dae