Heart of Chaos

This gory mess was what remained of Chthon. He had taken care to only eliminate Chthon's consciousness, not his power.

It may be common knowledge that Wanda was extremely powerful on her own, but she didn't reach that point without struggle.

Chthon hadn't helped her grow stronger; instead, his attempts to take over her body had made her more powerful.

When she absorbed him, she became even stronger than before. It was an imperfect absorption, but now, he planned to do it right.

Snap.

A loud crack echoed as David snapped his fingers, and the massive mound began to collapse in on itself.

From the size of a small hill, due to the sheer scale of Chthon's true form, it eventually shrank until all that was left was a small organ that could fit perfectly within David's palm.

Ba-dum! Ba-dum!

"This should do the job," David said, satisfied with his work.

It was a heart—a beating heart. With each beat, the mana or magic in the air stirred. This was the essence of Chthon's entire being.

He was dark and chaotic. Just looking at the heart in his hands, David knew that if this thing ever made its way back to the normal realm, everything would fall into madness.

Forcing his will upon the heart, David erased every trace of Chthon's will and intent. Chaos was never dark or evil.

Chaos was neutral. It was a time of unrest but a necessary one. A crucial part of the balance that could neither be evil nor good.

Even its counterpart, Order, was the same.

About two minutes later, a much smaller but nearly crystallized heart rested in his hands.

"The Heart of Chaos," David dubbed it with great pride.

It was a fitting name. With it in hand, David immediately teleported out of the Flickering Realms.

Being in the domain of another god was something he was already used to, but this one was particularly unsettling.

Meanwhile, back on Earth, Jean stood just beside the witches as they focused solely on their chanting and the ritual.

She may not have known exactly what was going on, but she could feel the immense energy in the air.

Heeding David's words, she immediately set up a telekinetic barrier, covering herself and the witches.

She had never been in a real fight before, but she believed she could hold her own, at least for a while. After all, no matter how powerful the other party was, they could never compare to the unrelenting and omniscient David.

"Why did he have to leave?" Jean thought while facing a creature that looked eerily similar to a dog.

However, the energy she felt from it was similar to the one within the ritual circle. It was roughly the same height as her and, by the looks of things, incredibly durable.

Waving her hand, she sent the creature flying into a wall, where she pinned it using her telekinesis.

So far, she had learned that she couldn't kill them for some reason, so she resorted to turning them all into wall decorations.

"No matter how strong or durable, all things can be killed by enough physical trauma," a new voice was heard beside her.

"Shit!" she shouted in shock, only to turn around and see David standing behind her.

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Note: The Flickering Realms, is a realm created by Chthon to escape the Demigorge. It worked and he created several races that serve him within the realms.

This includes the N'garai, Goblins, Trolls, etc

His worshippers in the Real world, used his power to create Vampires, Werewolves and stuff.

Though for a fact, his entire realm is empty now, MC burnt it all to crisp

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