Getting Wattpad to keep the cover art is more painful than looking in the mirror
Anyway, this is a rp styled story that I plan on writing, with my own twists and turns every now and then. If you had even the slightest enjoyment of reading this, tha...
"See that, you stupid humans?! Do you REALLY think you stand a chance?!"
"If you want to live, get on your knees and su- I meant beg!"
"... you outta pocket for that one"
Brünhilde and Göll went into the hallway, Göll shaking and lamenting on what she had to witness in the arena. Chaos followed behind, quietly connecting a pair of headphones to his phone as he played some electronic music, not looking back until he heard Göll slump to the floor with tears in her eyes
Göll: w-why are they chanting...? T-they're acting like a bunch of kids. S-sister?
Chaos was about to say something to Göll, then noticed a commotion going on in the arena as Lü Bu's army was all on the field and charging to Thor, the Red Mare being in their ranks as Thor honored Lü Bu by slaughtering all of his warriors, and horse, in one single slam of Mjölnir
Chaos: ... that was a nice horse...
Göll: w-what will happen to Lü Bu and R-Randgrid after this?
Brünhilde: "after... this?" ... a foolish question
Chaos exhales as he knew what explanation was going to be delivered, so he turned up the volume on his headphones and simply walks ahead, not hearing Brünhilde dump on Göll how the battle was one of souls and how souls worked; if the soul is destroyed, then it cannot return to the cycle of reincarnation and is simply reduced to Nifleheimer
Brünhilde: there is no "after this" for them... not anymore
As Göll cries echoed in the hall, Chaos simply moved forward; there was no point in comforting her, and this was between sisters without him. He listened to the footsteps of them returning to the selection room, to choose the next representative of Humanity, then decided he would head to his own room in this floating building. Brünhilde then checked her phone, a text from Chaos being on the screen as she read it and sighed
Chaos: [hey if Humanity loses, can we at least spare Alan Walker?]
Chaos P.o.V
Chaos walked through the arena's halls, taking notice of the designs of each section of room and exhales, smoke mixed with a slight amount of color as he noticed Hermes leave his room. Perhaps it was cleaning service? Meh, not that there was a mess in there anyway. Hermes then noticed the Primordial as he smiles and bows
Hermes: ah, Lord Chaos. I have just finished preparing your room. I do hope that you find it comforting
Chaos: a room for myself? Aww, you do love me, don't you~ well, wish I can say the same, but I dislike those who suck up to Gods. So piss off
Hermes had a bit of a displeased look on his face due to the name, but nonetheless he left the Primordial to himself and wandered back to the Gods who were Zeus and a large muscular figure wearing a cape. Chaos simply exhales as he walks in the room, then felt a cold breeze hit him as he simply looks at where he would be residing in at the moment
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