True Son Of Chaos Mga Nobela at Kwento

“We know bonds can be created artificially.” Queen Genoviva slowly closed her eyes. “And we know Elias can apparently see and alter future outcomes.” I looked directly at Chaos now. “So I think it’s time you tell us the full truth about Elias.” The room went still. Even Order turned toward Chaos carefully. For once— Chaos did not joke. Did not laugh. Did not avoid the question. Instead, he looked tired. Ancient. And suddenly far older than his playful personality usually allowed him to seem. “He was not always like this,” Chaos said quietly.

Thea, his daughters, and his son were still waiting for him. Moreover, he had not met his unborn son yet. James was driven by his desire to live and gradually regained his consciousness. His blurred vision became clear, and countless powerhouses entered his sight. The Doom Race’s Patriarch, Hirah, and the Great Elder, Youri, were familiar faces to him. James roared, “I’ll use the Chaos Lightning to strengthen myself and create a formidable physical body!” He mustered up all his strength and began to absorb the Chaos Lightning’s power, which lingered in his body.

“Tell me something I don’t know.” The man chuckled despite the dryness in his throat. “You really don’t know anything, do you?” he asked. “Father did say you lot were ignorant. Then again, it’s sort of your own fault.” Blue flames danced between Niquel’s fingers. A ball of suspended blue rolled itself from one finger to another, sometimes reaching the tip as if to drop only to roll back down to his knuckles and disappear. “You’re running out of time.” “My name is Hasiem, eldest son of the True King and the Mother of Fertility, whose union was blessed by the powers of the sky.”

“Do not mess with my bonds again or you will be responsible for the torture I unleash.” My spine shivered in fear. This formless being was the true alpha and omega. I even thought this being was a myth. Chaos was The First, Gaia the Mother, Uranus the Father, and Zeus the God of Gods. We all bowed to his rule. Now he was kneeling before this being. Triple fucked. ___________________________________

said a voice she knew too well. Alicia stood and watched the astral projection of her father enter the room. He wore the red and gold robes of chaos, beneath his cowl only the red of his eyes could be seen. He paced slowly in front of her, each second that passed made her anxious. Was he here to judge her? To laugh in her face and tell her that she had already lost? Or was he here because she was the heir apparent to the throne of chaos and he needed a proper successor. At least that's what he told her the day the war began, that only she could take his place as the demigoddess of chaos. Although the Collective would never allow such a thing to come to pass. The Gods wanted her dead for kill

“I see. You are planning to rely on pure Chaos. How were you able to generate such pure Chaos? Even in the True Universe, pure Chaos can only be generated by the Chaotic Flame himself. And even more importantly, how are you able to control it” Cronos was just as surprised as Shiva was to see the Chaos Mane had called upon. But he handle it much better; mainly because he wasn’t on its receiving end. Cronos was right. Chaos came in two forms. The impure form that dominated the True Universe and the more obscure form – Pure Chaos. Spiritualists relied on Impure Chaos. Even then, the power they drew upon was so dangerous that they wouldn’t be able to control it without Leases. The rarer form of

A low, rumbling voice echoed from the fractured sky: “You cannot hold me. I am the beginning… and the end.” And in that moment, Lila realized: the battle for Chaos College had only just begun.

It made the three men quite shifty. “You know,” Byron said after a while. “I think Lex’s right after all. I have scanned every nook and cranny of the web and nothing came up concerning the Sons of Hades. In fact he had no sons; only daughters. Not many people believe in the existence of Zagerus. It may be just another,” Byron cleared his throat and tugged his collar uncomfortably, “just another false information – as Lex said.” Bob looked expectantly at his friend who hasn’t moved an inch since. He looked frozen and grey in the face. “Well, Lex, what do you think about that? Could we be chasing a goose?”

he gritted out. “Who do you think you are threatening me?” Coralynn puffed her chest as if it would make her a match for Chaos. Her eyes flared with her Lycan's golden ones as she tilted her head to glare. “I am the future King of the Underworld, and I don’t like to repeat myself,” Chaos growled, causing her eyes to widen as her skin turned a ghastly shade of white. He said the future King of the Underworld, which makes his father.....Hades. My eyes widened as I stared at his back. Chaos was a prince.

How could he have been so dumb to bring him to the pack, he was the one who brought him closer to Ariana, to his mate. “No” he muttered, he tried to doubt it but the truth was hunting him. When he stood with Axel to challenge Hades, he could remember him clearly saying “My family”. How could he have missed that he was referring to him and Axel. “Nixon, report here now” he yelled through the mind link, with haste Gamma Nixon had arrived. “Did you kill my son?” He asked, his question was so direct making Nixon speechless, he couldn’t answer him. “Speak” he charged angrily, with his anger Nixon could notice that he knew the truth, turning to the witch beside him, he could see a smile on her fac