Descent Into Chaos 소설 & 이야기

Lila clung tighter to him, her smile faltering. Nana knelt beside me, her hand gentle on my shoulder. “Child, breathe through it,” she murmured softly, shielding me slightly from the worst of the stares. The pain began to ebb, replaced by a strange, buzzing power humming in my blood. The runes faded slowly, sinking back beneath my skin, but I could still feel them—waiting. “They will pay for what they’ve done to you,” my wolf whispered, her voice gaining strength. “But not tonight. Tonight, we survive. We endure. And when the time comes… we rise.”

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.

This man was living like a supernatural billionaire king straight out of fantasy romance novels and somehow nobody thought to warn me. “You really built all this?” I asked quietly while sitting down. Jayden sat beside me before stretching one arm across the back of the couch casually. “With my mates help.” He responded with a dreamy smile. “But still.” He looked around the room slowly afterward. “When I first got here everything was chaos,” he admitted quietly. “The kingdoms were constantly fighting. People kept trying to kill each other every five business days.” “That still sounds like our family.” “That’s fair honestly.” I smiled slightly despite myself.

I didn't know why but out of all the boys in school, my heart decided to fall for The Decadence of The Fallen's "Ice Prince" and lead vocalist. A nobody falling for the most popular boy in school had to be the greatest cliché of the century. A sort of cosmic joke that the universe decided to play on a mere mortal like me. And everyone in the whole universe seems to be laughing but me...

A massive presence stirred beneath the chasm—something colossal, chained, furious. The Devourer. Not a god. Not a demon. A consequence. Born when the first war between gods shattered reality and buried their mistakes beneath the world. I had found it. And I was freeing it. “Wake,” I commanded again. The chasm exploded outward. A shockwave rippled across the land, flattening everything for miles. The sky fractured further, streaks of black lightning tearing through the red haze. Rain began to fall—not water, but ash and burning embers.

Even if he was talking to just a projection of his brother out of his memories, Jinx couldn't bear to tell him that everything he loved was now just a black scorch mark in a field. "I want to know who you are." Albert stepped back and the scene changed again. The toy plane that had been in Jinx's paws disappeared and became a real flyable plane. "And I want you to understand your unbelievable power. As Chaos, you could bring that barn back with everything in it, safely resurrected anywhere in the world with nothing more than a thought, if you so chose. Even this quest is shaped by you. Your hopes. Your terrors."

Sitting on her knees on the ground, crying non-stop, so much so that her makeup faded, she raised her head slightly, staring blankly into the void, like she was praying for someone to save her. Sitting on the center sofa is a man who looks like a mighty man. He lights a match and smokes a cigarette with a deep sense: "If you don't drink all ten bottles of wine, take off your clothes." Haley begged desperately: "Please don't..." Before Haley finished speaking, a clear voice with a hint of indifference suddenly spoke up to cut her off. "Let Haley go. I'll drink."

Chaos was born in hell, but I was dragged there by my own mind. “Well, that’s just a damn tragedy, now isn’t it, Zachary? All the possibilities that could have come from the both of us. He’s less deranged than I am on the outside,” Chaos paused, a low, deep chuckle escaping his lips. He leaned down before dragging the claw down the length of Zach’s leg, “But don’t let it fool you, we’re the same on the inside. If you thought, even for a teensy minute, that he might be your savior; you thought wrong.”

*Bang* Unlike the other two, this condor left no remains. True to its name, Descending Chaos was an obliterator. Once Dan was done he flew back to the ground, his green eyes piercing through the darkness to locate the beast he had been trying to bait. It was for this reason he had delayed so much with killing the condors. For there was a creature which delighted in condor meat, and Dan had successfully pulled it to his side.

That is when the Lord of this earth went furious and went to hell just to end this man’s abomination; staining his laws. ‘’That is when the script started. The world where you came from, fell on chaos. War happens after another, just to acquire the DEOS. To possess the power to manipulate the truth of your world. They’re all dumb if you ask me. GAHAHA.’’ ‘’They were too dumb, to not notice that they’ve been following the script all along.’’ ----