Love and hate, betrayal and trust, war and peace…
For one to exist, the other must dwell alongside.
Watching the frail humans scramble and fight for what they believed in once was a thrill but over time, having lived for millennia, nothing in this world excited me.
Like a lone wolf, a depraved soul, I stopped interfering in the affairs of men and sat aside–watching.
For centuries unending, I have watched and waited for the day of my death, but being an immortal did not accord me that respect.
The only way I could greet the doorstep of the grim reaper was until chaos descended.
In the end, I had to wait for my predestined chaos to be born into this accursed world.
What would it be or in this case... WHO?
His Alluring Chaos.
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