Cap 1094: Hatred of a Lost Love
I was facing this mysterious World Tree, I can only imagine that the tree behind it is the appearance of its true body wherever it is in the universe.
In the few words I exchanged with her, I realized that she didn't issue an answer about her identity, nor the need for me to ask questions whose answers I can get from other sources that are easier to find.
It was with that in mind that I asked a question about something I know so little about, I wanted to know more about this Power of Chaos that everyone says I have and until now I don't remember having felt it even once.
"The power of Chaos is different from other types of power or energy, it is pure essence."
"You cannot manipulate this power, you cannot wield this power, you cannot control this power..."
She waves her hand upwards and the sky that was pitch black just like everything else was before the tree came into being, suddenly lit up with an image of the universe.