Era of Chaos

There was once a saying… The gods are really pitiful.

Gods can only be gods, death for them was never eternal. But perhaps they had found a way to make death last forever.

Madness, the god of respite had been dead for over a century. What did this mean?

Escape.

While many of the younger gods feared death, the majority of them welcomed it with open arms. And so, chaos became intertwined with the celestial realm.

The Era of Chaos had begun.

"Are you done? Or is this just volume 1?" The boy asked, kicking his legs.

"I guess you could say that, well, any questions?" The man said happily. The boy thought for a minute before speaking.

"Why did the god of justice decide to not do anything? Like the other guys said, shouldn't he have been the first one to do something? Since he is the god of justice and all?" The boy said curiously.

"Well, at that time, gods weren't very unique. There was only gods of existing concepts, and even then, the gods mostly did what they wanted." The man said

"Elaborate."

The man crossed his arms, "Tell me what you know about the gods now." The boy looked at him in confusion, but answered anyways.

"Uhh, there's a lot of them? Oh yeah, their names are fucking long too, sometimes they don't even make sense. Like, what the hell is even 'Harlot that Devours the Ocean'?"

The man nodded his head, "The gods we know have very unique names, along with powers that match them. Now, let's take the god of craving as an example, what comes to mind when you think of craving?"

"Food."

"Right, usually food comes to mind. Now, let's keep in mind that back then, gods only came into existence because of the mortals. Like the god of craving, who existed because mortals craved food and such."

The boy tilted his head, "And what about it?"