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Chaos-Borne: Ruler of the Power of Chaos

Krios Whiteflame— born of chaos, from the blood of chaos. He was born with a fractured mana core tying him with a life of mediocrity. But through his bloodline run a power that helped him transcend his own adversities — the power of chaos. With a war brewing in the horizon. And enemies stirring after eons of silence. The fate of the world sits upon his shoulders. Will chaos help him restore order? Or will this chaos be the reason of the world’s downfall?

Im_Ross · ファンタジー
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Apologize

Krios sat alongside the four unconscious bodies of Naven and his friends. He was contemplating whether to leave them behind or not.

The fours was safeguarded by the boulder he had placed them behind, which is why they were still alive and in one piece despite the ruckus and destruction that happened just a couple of hundred meters away.

Krios had also wanted to bury the three dead students he had seen earlier, but their bodies were now under all the rubble and debris from his fight with the drake.

"I guess I'll just have to carry these four out."

Krios stood up and was about to hurl them on to his shoulders when Naven started to move from his slumber.

"W-what-?"

He looked around and his eyes landed on Krios.

"You brat! How dare you do us dirty like that?!"

"I just didn't want any distractions. That's all."

Naven looked around once more, and was shocked to see that the drake was no more.