NOVEL SIMPLE B1 | Chapter 51
Somewhere in the Universe
Chaos appears sitting on a grand throne in the middle of six of the other Primordials’ discussion. Making them stop talking the moment he arrives and turn to face him.
“Heyo, how’s everyone doin’?” Chaos asks with a grin on his face, alternating his gaze between Etheria, Erebos, Aether, Gaia, Justicar, and Lux.
Each of whom, except for Gaia, look like they really want to ask him more than a few questions. No doubt about what’s happened in their meeting.
“Two meetings attended in such a short time? This must be the surprise of the century!” Erebos says with a laugh as his eyes shine with the symbols for Pride and Greed. “Maybe I should take on another Successor soon as well! Just to see how they fare against your lovely little daughter!”
Chaos smiles at him and says, “If you’d like, then go ahead! I’m sure Ashley would love to crush them!”
That just makes Erebos laugh even harder. Until the symbols in his eyes change to Wrath and Envy and he coldly states, “We’ll see in the Successor Events, now won’t we, Chaos?”
“Enough, Chaos, please answer me honestly,” Etheria declares while tapping her finger on her throne, the magic circles in her blue eyes running rampant with her emotions. “Does your Successor have a skill related to taking the powers of others?”
Chaos just leans forwards in a teasing manner and says, “Now wouldn’t it be too easy if I told you exactly what her skills are, Etheria? I thought you always wanted to figure things out on your own? Or have you changed, shorty?”
Etheria narrows her eyes at the chaotic Primordial in her irritation. Something Chaos always finds amusing whenever he calls her out on being the shortest of the Primordials.
But she doesn’t say anything. Because he’s right.
She hates taking the easy way out of things and likely only asked because she was having trouble reconciling herself with the idea of someone having a skill like Ashley’s.
Assimilate.
The skill that lets her take the Skill Trees of others.
A skill that can lead her to becoming a True Successor herself if she survives that long.
“Chaos,” Justicar, the Primordial of Order, states, bringing everyone’s attention towards him, “your Successor used the skill of one of the past enemies she fought in an Official System Event to kill one of the Lords of the Spires on Val during a Council meeting. While I am very much aware that this world is under your jurisdiction, please inform her that-”
“Justy, why do you even bother?” Chaos says while leaning his cheek against his fist, his elbow on his throne. “Why on the System itself would I stop her from doing what she wants? You of all people should know this.”
Justicar grits his teeth. Likely both from Chaos’s nickname for him and his words.
“Besides,” Chaos says while moving forwards and pulling both his legs onto his throne, hugging them to his chest. “A show of force was necessary to get those little humans to respect her, don ’cha think?”
A few seconds pass before Justicar lets out a sigh and admits, “It did look that way. But please inform her to keep the violence outside of the council meetings next time.”
Chaos just grins at him without saying a word.
Then a soft voice echoes amongst them, turning everyone’s gaze towards Gaia who is looking directly at Chaos with a slightly sad expression on her face, “Chaos, is she… okay?”
Chaos’s face softens a bit as he smiles at her and says, “She’s getting better.”
Gaia smiles at that a little and, with a nod, responds, “Okay. Please keep helping your daughter.”
“Course I will!” Chaos exclaims with a wide grin.
“Now for the most important part of this meeting,” Aether declares, bringing everyone’s attention over to himself as he leans forward in his throne, the tentacles sticking out of his body stiffening up in the process with his glowing purple eyes flaring. “I have sensed another one.”
Silence fills the space around them as each of the Primordials leans forward. And no less than three seconds after his statement, the three remaining empty thrones in the void of space suddenly fill up.
Hel, Nyx, and Chronos making their first appearances in a Meeting of the Primordials in thousands of years.
Chaos glances at the three, finding Hel to look just as undead as ever, with her pale skin damn near translucent, and her purplish-green eyes staring directly at Aether as her purplish-green heart visibly beats through the glowing light shining from her chest through her clothes. Meanwhile Nyx simply stares at Aether with her pitch black orbs she calls eyes, the usual black void spots on her body making it nearly impossible to look at those randomly alternating locations. And Chronos just sits frozen on his throne with the clocks in his eyes ticking.
Chaos turns back to Aether when the Primordial of Space declares, “Another Unique Monster will spawn in the universe within the next couple months.” He turns to look at Chaos. “And it seems to be in the vicinity of the latest worlds you’ve Initialized.”
That makes Chaos blink in surprise. Then he looks down in thought.
A UM so close to Val… I hope Ashley doesn’t get caught up in it. Even she will likely end up dead if she is faced with one of those.
“Is that… a worried Chaos?” Erebos asks, sounding more surprised than anything else.
Chaos looks up to find the other Primordials all looking at him, each with their own versions of surprise on their faces. Except Nyx and Hel, who are near impossible to get a read on.
“It would appear the rumors are true, then,” Lux states, a smile on her face. “You truly do think of this child as your daughter.”
“Never would’ve guessed you’d fall into their camp,” Erebos says while leaning forwards, his elbow resting on his knee and his hand holding his chin.
“Time can change all, and none are immune to its flow,” Chronos states, his voice echoing multiple times throughout the void of space they’re in.
After his voice finishes echoing, every Primordial goes silent.
Until Aether finally states, “For those of you with Successors in the area, it would be wise of you to guide them properly in this time. But remember not to directly state anything about the UM’s future appearance as it could increase the likelihood of it appearing on their world.”
The Primordials all give their own forms of acknowledgement. But Chaos can’t help but notice a strange look Nyx is giving him. The Primordial of Void simply staring at him with her pitch black eyes.
And the look gives Chaos a bad feeling for some reason.
“That’s it for the first part of this meeting,” Aether declares.
Chaos frowns as he lets one leg dangle over the edge of his throne, still hugging his other leg to this chest.
“Chaos? Is there anything you’d like to bring up?” Aether asks, bringing Chaos’s attention back to the present.
A grin forms on his face, “Yeah, actually.” He turns to Etheria, his grin growing wider as her face turns into a frown. The woman no doubt realizing he’s about to mess with her. “I just wanted to say hello to my dear step-sister of sorts!”
Etheria blinks in surprise, only for her eyes to widen with a sense of horror before she quickly opens her screens. Clearly not having kept up on any rumors unrelated to magic. What with the only places she looks for information on in the forums being places directly discussing magic and nothing more.
So the fact that her newest Successor is the twin brother of Chaos’s Successor would never have reached her ears.
“Fuck…” Etheria mutters after no doubt finding the rumors in question. Then she looks up at Chaos and mutters, “Fuck…” again. Without any other words.
Chaos and Erebos both laugh at her reaction, meanwhile even Justicar turns his head to hide a smile.
“Well, moving on to the last three,” Aether says while trying to hide a smile of his own. “Nyx, Hel, and Chronos. You haven’t been present for the last ten thousand or so meetings. Since the last UM spawned. Is there any news you feel necessary to share?”
Chronos shakes his head right away and says, “Time is flowing as smoothly as the blood in my veins.”
Everyone turns to Hel and Nyx, only to find Hel shaking her head in the negative without a word.
Leading to everyone focusing on Nyx.
Chaos narrows his eyes ever so slightly before she opens her mouth and speaks, making a bunch of strange sounds come out that are automatically translated into everyone’s mind by the System since no one in existence can naturally understand the language of the void.
“An item. Been found. Val. Void. Attracting. Danger.”
That leaves everyone in silence as they try to parse her meaning.
But no one manages to do so.
And Nyx leaves the meeting without another word, her body warping inwards on itself before vanishing.
What did she mean?