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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 · Fantasia
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Part of the Team

Krios and Loras decided to rest for the mean time and brought Alexis to a safe place with them. They found a small cave nearby and decided to set up camp right there.

"You said you were from class three?" Krios asked their new friend.

"Yes. I'm from class three section A."

"Section A?"

"Class three has a lot more students than classes one and two, so they are further divided into two sections." Loras explained.

"He's right."

"Why were you alone then? Don't you have any companions when you went into the Moon Realm?"

Alexis lowered his head and just looked into his clasped hands.

"I went in here on my own. I did not have any friends in class anyway."

Loras and Krios looked at each other. Both of them felt bad about his situation. They understand how hard and scary it must have been for him traversing this realm alone.

"Where are you from? If you don't mind me asking." Krios asked their new friend.