Reign Of Chaos の小説・ストーリー

Zephyr adds. "Perfect," Erebus concludes. Chaos beams. "I'm so glad you agree. Now we can really begin." "Begin what?" I ask. "Building our empire. Our family. Our legacy." Chaos's eyes glow with power. "Six merged souls. Six immortals. Six rulers. We could control everything. Remake reality better than Luna did. Create actual peace. Actual balance." Something about their tone makes me nervous. "What do you mean control everything?"

He did not feel like himself. “I have become a dog. Mage fetch! Let them do what they want. Let them destroy the balance, see the consequences. Then I will help clean up the rubble. You would not be proud of me.” “No you cannot think like that. Not with a purpose that great.” “It may be too great, unachievable. I want to get balance back to how it was. Mages need to be respected and back working with the guardians to protect us all. Not this! It is the Lord’s responsibility to give their mages direction, Mages guide the guardians to keep the peace, remove evil. But somewhere along the line the Lords have fallen. Misled with false impressions that they don’t need the guardians or the mages. A

I was baffled and I started to read what was written on the pages that were marked with my picture. There will be a time, centuries away from now. My bloodline will end and my people will be facing demise and an extreme state of adversity. Only then my bravest son will find his mate and continue my legacy. The night of the blood moon that will fall after the series of many lunar eclipses, will be the night when he will claim his mate and rise above the peasants. Humanity will fall apart and new world order will begin.

He fell to the ground, the explosion throwing him to the ground. Why was this happening? His plan was perfect! All he had to do was infuse Chaos into the earth, and he would be strong enough to beat Fos at his own game! He wanted to be free, but why are these mortals and gods keeping him from the one thing he wanted the most? Why? “Why!?”, he screamed, as he exploded with energy once more, his body getting covered with armour. It covered his entire body, the obsidian colour contrasting with the red pouring from the eyes, chest and limbs.

“But you, on the other hand, are the first woman in the History of the Reignile Monarchical Succession pattern to sit on that Black and Scarlet Throne and lead the people without having a King beside her. And that’s what makes you better than the others.” Woah. “I’m really the first?“ I said, really puzzled by her revelation. “Yes. And you would know this if you had been taking your Bibliotheca studies seriously.” My mum said and I sensed a bit of scolding on the way. But then she let it go and continued speaking. “During your Reign, we have had the highest amount of Rogue rebellion activity than all other Alpha king's reigns combined.” “Really?” “Yes.” “W-Why?” I asked, confused.

I looked stupid in front of all of them lot. I have no idea how come he didn’t wage war against me because he is known to have a temper and as a revengeful motherfucker. I did hear that he visited Wengarthria a couple of times after this whole mess, so I just wanted to ensure that I have some leverage if he tries anything stupid. Apart from being beaten by the voice of a vengeful deity with temper tantrum issues, he is also known as a god who is not your sharpest tool in the shed. So he may get some stupid ideas. And, just as a matter of precaution, I am making a pact with this wild card, Chaister. As the god of Chaos, he's the only one who can somewhat rein in Lertellan. That's how I ended

Kalta stormed from one corner of his study to the other. Just how could things get this bad in such a short time? Everything had been perfect. He had reigned in peace for more than eighteen years and all of a sudden, a prophecy he had long forgotten about comes up to ruin his life and his reign. "Why?" He yelled and angrily busted the glass tumbler in his hand. The shards of glass scattered around the room like little pieces of diamonds. He could not understand how Adonis had been able to avert the disaster he had prepared for him. He could not believe he had failed despite his preparation.

Due to this, you're qualified as a Galaxy-level Calamity and every other Faction must seek your extermination if they want to keep the Galaxy existing as it is. Will you be destroyed, or will you destroy these enemies first and dominate the galaxy? "So to get this type of faction I have to kill millions of innocent lives and do all types of evil acts. I just killed a few thousand though… I guess because it is forced by the Curse, the requirements don't apply to me…" thought Chaos. Chaos sighed once more, although his sighs seemed like nothing at all other than the air coming out of his expressionless mouth. He quickly stood up from the bath of Nether Water, dried his body, and then put on hi

"These only spawn when something cataclysmic has happened. Something that fucks up the reincarnation cycle." He didn't want to say it out loud, but there was only one thing, one being, who could have fucked the cycle this badly. Even the transition of power from one god of Chaos to the next and the absence of an avatar from the Black Throne wouldn't create this. There were safeties in place and accommodations for those rough spots. No, this was something much worse - a Fate being stupid.

“Noted sir!” A chorus followed suite and all four members of the HEADLESS HORSEMEN, vanished in a large display of spark which revealed a part of Chronos, most specifically the large hand holding the large orb in hand. His vermillion eyes glared at the orb as he recalled the prophecy the oracle staff told him, “Your reign would come to an abrupt end at the hands of your own son. Under the lunar Rebirth of Chaos.” He gritted his teeth and coiled his freehand into a tight fist cracking the armrests of the throne. “I'll make you vanish, that power you hold is not yours to own.”