Chapter

"Darn it !" You could hear the sound of glasses breaking and the sound of grunts and anger " Darn...!" He sat down while pulling his hair "a war with my brother . It is too early " .

"I warned them. I did warn them !" He was in a dark cold place, his eyes shining with yellow light.

"You are a coward " a man with little horn protruding his forehead sat in front of him . He had a majestic aura around him "your brother with limited soldiers ; unsurped the throne from your father, the late great king " the man explained while calmly drinking from a cup. "you on the other hand ; has all the support you need with troops, weapons and power at your disposal " he looked at Hikel with a look that says 'you are weak ' "and you are still scared of him ?" The man asked.

"You don't understand. He is my brother, I can't wage a war against him and except to win " Hikel refuted.

The man stood up realesing a very strong aura that crushed everything in it's path.

"Argh...!!!" Hikel screamed in pain.

"You seem not to understand your position" the man scoffed.

"Do you want Lucian captured and tortured for all enternity ?" The man asked .

"You damned chaos beast " Hikel cursed in anger .

"You dare..." The man stomped at Hikels foot " you know what I like about you Ortanians ?" He asked Hikel but he was met with a look that speaks hatred " I know you want to kill me right ? but you are weak . You aren't even passed the pseudo-maturity stage " the man mocked .

"I curse you " Hikel spat.

"Hahaha...I like your spirit . You see. An Ortanian could die a million times but they will always comeback after a few years".

"Your immortal ability amaze me. Not even vampires could compare " The man said .

"But that can also be a bad thing " he grinned at the end of his speech "I can kill you over and over again and you will keep resurrecting " the man laughed.

"It doesn't matter . I will just have to change my resurrection location " Hikel said.

"You might be able to, but can Lucian endure such pain and repeated death ?" He asked with a grin. Hikel was a fool, he wanted the throne without war and power.

"He has Declan as his master and protector" .

"You are foolish. Declan had become too strong for even the universe to handle. The judges are wary of him and so is the Orders. Do you think they won't do something to stop him from raising another monster ?" The man asked.

For the first time, fear struck Hikel . The names of those entities he mentioned are way beyond him . The Orders might not be a problem . They will be taken care of by the protectors but what if the judges are added ? The protectors might win the fight but there will be grave consequences after . The energy clash between the three giant entities (the protectors, Orders and judges ) could awaken all the asleep chaos being 'Orton awakening from her slumber could be another war ' . Their creator, Orton must not awaken . She was known to be a great catastrophe for her immeasurable power . Her awakening would mean the upper ranked echelon chaos beasts would also awaken .

"Are you scared now?" The man asked .

He love and will always cherish his Nephew but not at the risk of prematurely awakening their Creator 'there is only one person who could help The creator if awakened but we need more than one '.

"What do I have to do ?" He asked facing downward with unwillingness.

"Kill Lucian and Nari and destroy Orton to stop it from producing more monsters " the man ordered.

" I am not strong enough to defeat my brother " .

"We will take care of that . You will be given help by the upper echelon chaos beasts to boost your strength ". he assured, "until then, send only the soldiers provided to you" the man ordered as he changed his form into a big gigantic eagle with horn protruding it's forehead "wipe that unwillingness from your face . The chaos beasts won't tolerate mediocre " he warned before flapping his giant wings then vanished from sight destroying the building in the process.

A yellow energy circled around Hikel to protect him from the collapse of the building "for the creator " he whispered with a clenched fist and determined expression.