3079 Chaos Theory II
He looked up.
He was looking up, and yet it seemed as if he couldn't see the endless skies!
All he could see were the dark pulsing waves of Entropy that crashed down all around him.
When did he begin to think the way he currently thought?
When did his reality distort in such a way that he could kill millions of Entities, shatter entire Worlds, Realms, Universes, Cosmos, and entire Realities and Planes of Existence as if it were nothing?
When did life hold such little value to him that he considered life forms mere particles of Loot to be on his chopping board- as mere fuel for his progression?
HUUM!
The chaos around him only became more intense as above, a dazzling point of singularity began to form.
Alongside it, the prompts of the Weavings of Entropy that seemed to have been building up Authority ever since it became Existential continued.
With a Construct that requires the devouring of all things as fuel for its own growth, Entropy applauds you for the chaos it causes.
Devouring and plundering every aspect of existence it appears in, your construct contains boundless hunger and greed for life that will never be satiated, its apathy undoubtedly greater than even yours with how voracious its hunger is.
Your actions appear random or simply following the progression of events with you reacting to external stimuli.
An Entity attacks you, and you defend yourself and kill them. But the methodology you took to get to that point is surrounded by weavings of chaos that you construct.
Within the apparent randomness and disorder of the Realities, Planes of Existence, and Omniverse you are currently in, there seem to be many fractals and interconnectedness of weavings that all lead to your cataclysmic benefits.
Small and insignificant actions you take initially seem to cause a butterfly effect that propagates to create numerous diverging outcomes and possibilities, causing an unfolding of deterministic chaos everywhere you go.
You express annoyance in any new domain you go to if ever the unfolding weavings lead to a sort of cataclysmic apocalypses, all without taking hold of weaving that is partly true and partly false.
A weaving you know of deep within you, past any Unknown Sources or anything else that may try to influence you. The reality that for your own benefit and power, you subtly conduct chaos and lead every domain of Reality you enter toward an Apocalypse.
…!
Noah's will silently buzzed.
He looked at the weavings of Entropy as he had no reply.
BOOM!
Above him, the blooming singularity began to pull in weavings of multiple Existential Extremity Authorities, Noah feeling Entropy take centerpoint as Chaos, Villain, Destruction, and many others began to follow.
As this occurred, the weavings of chaos seemed to resonate within his mind over and over again.
He looked back over the path he had taken.
He knew he was a selfish man and accepted this long ago.
But for him to bring death and misery wherever he went?
For him to be the bringer of Apocalypse in every Domain he went to?
This was…
This was…
...
It was not something Noah could deny.
Any Domain he and the Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed entered…did he not devour everything about it until what it used to be was entirely erased?
The Blue Planet.
The Nine Dimensions.
The Desolate Mausoleum.
Vacuous and Vitalis.
He came.
He conquered.
He devoured.
And he left.
This was who he was!
HUUM!
The Entropy in his surroundings picked up and became even more intense.
Noah!
In the distant surroundings, the voice of Sona could be heard as surrounded by freezing icy brilliance, she tried to reach out towards him to no avail.
He.
Someone who only produced immeasurable weavings of chaos and induced Apocalypses in every land he went to.
He killed those he designated and gave the label of enemies to, and those labeled as friendly…were utilized, discarded and forgotten as soon as they arrived.
He even went as far as labeling himself the Protagonist while he gave the label of Extras to all others!
He had even distinguished the women he considered closest to him and even his own son as Chosen Extras.
His own son…he called an Extra.
...
His own son!
HUUM!
His Invictus Dominium Wings- his Omniversal Organ and even his very heart pulsed as he felt a sense of shame and pain at even treating his own blood this way!
Even the figure of Sona that was trying to reach out to him in the distance.
Did he actually have any genuine feelings of attachment towards her?
Or was he simply utilizing her for power and as a tool for Dual Cultivation?
From her side, she looked towards him for answers and for hope, where not too long ago, she had even asked him why every single path of hers was now shattered and destroyed as the only possible path that showed life and possibility stemmed from following him.
As someone she could rely on after so many years of a heavy burden, some genuine feelings for him may have truly formed in her heart.
But what about him?
...
He didn't have an answer.
He looked down at his hands that had taken countless actions, and felt the beat of his heart, and he then felt his weavings that had made countless choices.
They all…felt so immensely heavy at this moment!
But his mind remained resilient.
He accepted it.
He accepted the definition of Entropy when it related to him as truly, he could not deny it.
He did devour and kill.
Every land he had entered so far had fallen and been devoured by him.
His Infinite Existential Omniversal Seed was voracious and unending in its hunger.
Yes.
He was all of these things.
But that wasn't it.
This wasn't all that he was!
Manadynamics rises in contention.
Genesis rises in contention!
The Weavings of the Hero rise in contention.
The Weavings of the Protagonist rise in contention.
The Weavings of Extremity stand firm with belief.
The Weavings of Infinity and Quintessence assert their own weavings.
…!
Amidst all the chaos, you are the one to save countless more lives and rebuild and restructure what would have been lost.
Were you to not exist, the system of existence would lose a tremendous overall benefit!