In Another World With Chaos

Chapter 2: In Beauty There is Chaos

Sorry for such a delay my friends, college apps are taking up a lot of time for me. I will force myself to not do it again just so you all can enjoy the story.
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"So, what quote "GLORIOUS," plan have you proposed?" An irritable figure spoke to the one known as Epsilon.
"How about, instead of bitching about your self imposed rivalry with Jared, you sit and listen for once." Epsilon retorted, tired of the feedback the figure had given her prior to this conversation.
"Well EXCUSE ME FOR MY OUTBURSTS. It just happens that I utterly despise everything Jared represents!" The loud one screamed.
Epsilon was not in any mood to receive feedback from anyone at this moment. Despite even his closest friends, all of which stood by his side for decades, she was undoubtedly the one who knew him the best. She expected even the most outspoken warriors to recognize his legacy, and yet, here he was, the one who no one really cared for, Omega, someone who by all means was inferior to Jared, who still had the gaul to insult the one person who she genuinely cared for.
"Omega, you'll always be inferior to Jared," Sigma taunted in the background. "You could at least attempt to work hard like the rest of us to keep up, but alas, you're too weak to even understand the importance of goal setting." Sigma continued to laugh, much to Omega's dismay.
"You mother fu-" Omega tried to say before he was cut off by Epsilon throwing a jab so hard it sent him out of the cave as a spiraling mess.
"Shut the hell up. If you're going to insult Order, all you'll meet is Chaos." Epsilon laughed maniacally.
Indeed, Epsilon was Chaos. The absolute quintessence of fear, pain, suffering, anarchy, and havoc, personified. Chaos was a being of death. An angel who was made to kill, or was potentially a devil, depending on which side you remained on. However, because of her brother's death, her aforementioned appearance had changed. Her hair was much longer, reaching just above the bottom of her spinal cord. Her eyes had shifted a dark, illuminated, red. And her height had increased greatly, as opposed to her original height of 3'6, she was now 5'4. Her hair color was much more defined. It was the pinnacle of unkempt, and it was obvious she was grieving. Her once elegant dress was torn and tattered, encapsulating on her chaotic order.
On the contrary, Omega was a nameless Ageloid. He had golden hair, and a golden armor. His left shoulder was coated in a large pauldron. Meanwhile, his right was completely bare. Long gold sleeve's with red streaks down the middle of his forearms. His chest and abdomen were coated by a large golden plating. It had the design of the omega symbol in red, and on his back was a red cape that covered his golden wings. His wings pulsated red with every motion he made, emanating a radiant power. Golden power shone from his appendages, and a shiny pair of leggings, with red streaks was plastered to his legs.
Omega stood up from the blow, mad at the suckerpunch he had been dealt. He was just about to open his mouth to voice his anger, but quickly had to focus in order to avoid a ball of purple flames from Chaos. He felt the slight burn from the inside of his armor, but otherwise, he was unscathed. Chaos was unrelenting. She dashed in close, landing a major ax kick. Omega quickly raised his hands to block, then pointed his right foot forward, and his left to the side. Chaos rushed in yet again, extending her right for a cross, and then instantly following with her left for a hook. Omega's guard deterred the cross, but she managed to connect with the hook, tilting his head off to the left. Omega's stance faltered for a moment, and he recoiled back to gain his bearings. His cape retracted quickly, and his wings burst out, extending to an impressive 12 meter width. Quickly, 48 small rockets shot from several points in his wing. Two blades stretched from Chaos's back, and took the brunt of the explosives. The clearing in front of the cave was decorated in a shocking red and orange. It was clear to all onlookers: Chaos was not to be toyed with. Omega struggled, attempting to guard against all of Chaos's physical prowess, but he was just pushed back.
"DAMN IT ALL!" Omega shrieked, annoyed that he was being beaten by someone who idolized Jared so. "THAT'S IT, XI, I NEED YOUR HELP!"
From nowhere, two figures appeared, one cloaked in gold, and one cloaked in black. These two were the attributes of both life, and death. Normally, Ageloids are specific to one power or element, but because of their strength, Xi had to be split into two. Personified by their glow, not even something as simple as eye color was discernible from them. However, what was obvious was Chaos's chances of winning this fight now. Normally, when an Ageloid fights another, it's a battle that relies on strategy more than power. Aside from a few specific Ageloids, the power gap was slight, so brains were worth more than brawn. However, thanks to the numbers of foes, as well as the power imbalance, this was a losing battle for Chaos.
"HAHA, not so tough now are you Epsilon?" Omega taunted while Chaos created distance from the now 3 opposing Ageloids.
"Omega, you have no right to talk about toughness when your pussy bitch ass is hiding behind 2 others in a 1 on 1 fight," Sigma remarked snarking.
"That's a lot coming from someone who couldn't even become an org-" Omega was cut off by Sigma delivering an out-of-nowhere haymaker.
"The only thing I couldn't become is a coffin." Sigma incited.
"Omega, if you're going to keep causing problems, I have no qualms with eviscerating your corpse." Chaos said looking like a maniac.
"Fine then," Omega surmised, acting like a child who didn't get what he wanted at a candy store, "but trust me on this, you'll never be able to stop me. The next time we meet, I'll be so powerful, not even Allistar can stop me."
"Omega, WHO ASKED?" Sigma burst out laughing. "Man, you don't even have motivation, you act like you're tough shit, but you a nobody!"
"SHUT UP SIGMA, I DO HAVE MOTIVATION, AND I HAVE DEPTH TO WHY I'M A VILLAIN." Omega stammered, genuinely mad at his slandering.
"OH YEAH, WHAT IS YOUR MOTIVATION THEN?" Sigma audibly shouted, laughing at Omega's freak out.
"I WON'T SAY, YOUR CASUAL MIND WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND MY COMPLEXITY!" Omega lashed out.
Sigma spun around, and hit Omega with a pinwheel kick. Omega raised his arms to guard using a boxer's bounce stance, but then switched up into a cross guard stance. The kick made contact, and the clanging of metal echoed around the woods. Omega grasped Sigma's leg, and slammed him into the ground. Sigma coughed a breath of dust, but then quickly raised his legs upward, flinging Omega to the sky. Sigma was about to rush after Omega, but both parts of Xi appeared, causing Achos to shift, and be on guard. Chaos rushed after Omega, charged with a supersonic uppercut. Omega saw it coming though, and prepared a heavy haymaker. Chaos in the last seconds between contact disappeared and reappeared behind Omega, her posture changing from an uppercut to a left hook. Omega was sent flying into the forest below. Meanwhile, Sigma was still on guard against the Xi twins, however as soon as Omega was falling to the ground, the pair disappeared to save the hothead. From the distance, Omega screamed out, upset at his loss, but also infuriated at the need to escape. A golden portal opened, and in an instant, both pairs of Xi, and Omega, had escaped back to their world.
"So that's how it is." Sigma thought aloud.
"Indeed, well, now that that's over and done with, it's about time we get to business," Zeta stated in a serious connotation. "Sigma, it's your job to open the slipstream to find the delta tower. Epsilon, find a way to access the white palace. Gamma and I will keep things in check here."
"Understood," Gamma sternly stated.
"Seeing as my needs have been met, I'm all good too." Chaos closed.
"It works." Sigma said, yawning, before blasting off into the distance.
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I made my way around the white cloaked kingdom. Slowly shapes began to change from just objects, to people. Some changed to places, and some even shifted into times. The blinding light shone over every part of the world I stood on. Passing by the pictures, a town slowly began to form. The world figmented itself around me. An entire dreamscape lies untainted by the filthy hands of mortals. This place should not be real. The last thing I remember was falling asleep, but now, being here, being now, wherever those two were, I realized... nothing. It was the same as I felt, and the same as I am, it's all nothing.
I continued onward, following my eyes as a guide. Slowly the white began to darken into a grayish color, now the pictures were forming into clips, cut outs from a world left behind.
"Hello there Mr." A young voice called from behind.
"Who are you?" I asked, put off by the strangeness of the situation.
The voice didn't care, instead, a little girl made contact with a strange figure.
"Why hello there little one, what can I do for you?" A familiar voice called out.
"Impossible," I muttered aloud, "I killed you."
"You did, didn't you," Another voice mused aloud.
"Of course, you didn't completely kill me did you?" The same voice asked.
"After all," Several voices combined "I'm immortal,"
And then the voices stopped, but the memory continued playing.
"So what's your name?" The little girl asked.
"Delta, and what's yours little one?" Delta asked.
"Mukuro." The little girl responded, and then the memory faded.
Slowly I continued forward, a narrow corridor now forming around me. Yet again, another memory came into form.
"Big Brother!" A happy voice called out from afar.
"Epsilon!" Delta shouted excitedly.
"How was field work today?" The now known Epsilon called out.
"Eh... normal enough," Delta sweatdropped.
"Did you bring back anything cool?" Epsilon smiled, her eyes gleaming with joy.
"Absolutely," Delta smiled, emptying his pocket, "Here," He said smiling and handing a little charm to the girl.
Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, and she was the pinnacle example of pure utter joy.
"I LOVE IT SO MUCH BIG BROTHER!" Epsilon smiled.
"I'm glad you do, one day when you get strong enough you can join me too." Delta smiled, and then the memory slowly faded away.
Slowly, the gray faded into a world of pitch black.
"You aren't allowed to traverse any further," Delta's voice rang out.
"And why shouldn't I?" I fired back, utter disdain in my voice.
"Because what lies beyond this point is pure and utter Chaos, something that not even I can control. Your best bet is just to go home." Delta calmingly soothed.
"But there's more to be seen that needs attention brought to it." I stammered.
"That is for another day," Delta gleamed, "I bid you adieu for now Black, may we meet again face to face next time."
In an instant, I was awake, in the same little field of gold Kriegblooms, I slowly stood up, and walked back into town. The city felt all so foerign to me from what I had just viewed.
I slowly sauntered down through the streets to the Nakano residence, but I was abruptly stopped by two agents.
"Futaro Uesugi," One of them commented.
"Yes that's me," I responded nonchalantly.
"The United Nations requests your presence, we are willing to use force to make you comply." The other responded.
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While Japan was thriving, the world itself was in disarray. Jared had several aliases strewn about through the world, and without the constant supply of information, technology, and intellectual property, the world was in shock. When Delta tower was destroyed, Japan had acquired a large portion of the assets Jared had created, so much so that the entire world was now hundreds of years behind Japan in terms of military development. All things considered, this was quite good, because at least the gap was feasible to cross. Japan itself had never prided itself on militant needs, and so the power gap wasn't all that important to them. However every single nation wanted a piece of what Japan had. That was the important part. Jared had the world threaded around his finger, he consciously knew no one would make a move on someone else without knowing the technological advancements. As soon as word of his power spread, well, the world had an absurd race to arms.
Almost as quick as he died, the U.S attempted to deploy several military units to Japan to attempt to pick apart the little bits of information here and there that Jared might have left behind. Maybe just maybe another superweapon could be acquired, or another bomb could be made, just something to put them above Russia. The city of Taejechi was in perfect harmony as if nothing happened, and yet Delta tower was gone, vanished in the blink of an eye. The U.S was at a loss for words, it seemed like they had come up just short, or so it might've seemed until Japan managed to create a perfect perpetual motion machine, one so powerful it could run circles around a year's worth of nuclear power in a single day.
Russia was appalled. Jared was the people's savior, someone who protected the innocent from the raw dictatorship they experienced, for him to die, not even Putin could keep his people in check. Russia tried to cover up his death as well as possible, but defectors soon began to run rampant, and in a single week, Putin was executed for crimes against humanity, and in his place, a new ruler stood anew. However, contrary to past rulers, the current ruler was made of pure benevolence. The lord of this continent was Trex Glückspiel, and in his reign, he had almost instantly closed the gap that Japan had created. Granted, Japan wasn't trying to be strong, but they still were a threat regardless of their intentions.
The United Kingdom was instantly stopped in their efforts to secure Jared's technology. They attempted to mobilize for Japan, sending a large armada, but this of itself was a declaration of war. The United Kingdom was instantly ordered to call off its navy, and withdraw from all locations colonized near Japan. Fearing its demise, the UK had no choice but to follow the orders. Soon, the United Kingdom was a fragment of its former glory, a failure of a superpower, the laughing stock of the world.
China took the tech gap to heart. Instantly, China began to develop and copy the advancements Japan made, in terms of strength, China fell behind Russia. China pushed for power, made its people work harder than they ever have, and in the end, they tried their hardest. They weren't able to replicate Japan's, or even Russia's success with perpetual motion energy, but they were able to produce perpetual motion. With the new perpetual motion reactors in place, China was on an even war playing field with the U.S, if not stronger, and economically, China was thriving.
France remained neutral during the conflict. Of all the superpowers, Jared had the least influence in France. Sure, Delta tower would pop up here and there from time to time, but for the most part, Jared tended to focus on the larger powers to keep them on edge, but all bark and no bite. France decided that instead of racing to acquire arms that were pre-existent, they would instead create new means of power. During their research, they absolutely failed, managing to gain nothing at all.
This arms race was known as the "Perpetual Revolution," thanks to the emphasis on perpetual energy. During this revolution, Earth, a former level 2 planet, jumped up to level 4. Planets classified at a level 1 are recognized as sentient, but not intelligent, level 2 is recognized as sentient, and abysmally intelligent, level 3 is sentient and adequately intelligent, level 4 is sentient, and highly intelligent, and level 5 is sentient and maximum intelligence. Earth had managed in a single month to gain centuries of science and brain power in a single month. It somehow managed to be both the first level 3 and level 4 planet to ever achieve level 3 and 4 status while nations were ununited. However, Earth could care less about foolish records, and instead, it only cared about infighting.
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"Hello Kid," the fragmented image of Jared said to his sister.
"Big Brother..." Chaos squeaked out through tears, "It's so good to see you, and don't worry, I'll resurrect you when the time is right."
"Chaos," Jared said seriously, "The world isn't ready for my return anytime soon, you're too early." He smiled genuinely.
"I don't care. Big brother, I do this solely for you and you alone." Chaos smiled. "The world doesn't matter, you do."
"The world is important to me, kid." Jared reasoned, "they are deserving of my kindness and protection."
"I see," Chaos said, closing her eyes. "Well, the world will be destroyed if that's what it takes."
"Kid no," Jared said, reaching out.
"Big brother, I'll show the world what love is, just you wait..." The fragment of Chaos said, disappearing into the white palace.
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I woke up to a normal bed in a normal city, my fake memories slowly began to fade in.
"So, my name is Sam Fujitora, I was born in Japan to a Sayu Aiken, and a Teiyu Fujitora, I'm 19, attending Taejechi University under a full ride scholarship for my 4.0 and 33 ACT. I'm labeled as an introvert, and I go to the gym on a regular basis." I said aloud to myself. "Yeah, what a load of bullshit."
I walk over to a mirror in my room, and give myself a look. I look nice, real nice. White hair, nice tanned skin, green eyes, nice physique, 5'11, everything a guy could ever want for a college adventure. But college wasn't my goal. I needed to find Justice, but I wasn't sure how. In my old world, I fought side by side with my closest friend to free the world from the stain that is mortality, but in this world, I didn't have any friends. I hadn't had the time to make friends, but at the same time I had? It's strange living a life you were given.
"Sam!" I heard my mother shout, "It's dinnertime, come get it!"
I slowly took one last glance of my room, it was full with albums from all sorts of American rock artists, to action figures from "my," favorite series. Beige walls made up the sides, a clear window looked down upon the street, and brownish carpet cloaked the floor. The ceiling was a nice brown that accented the room to a degree. My futon was placed in the center of the room, with a closet just by the door to my room, a desk to the left of the window at the back of my room, a large layer of shelving on the left wall, and on the right I had a bookcase. I guess I really liked rock and action films.
I stood up, and headed down the stairs, seeing my "mom," for the "first," time. She had white hair too, which went down to the middle of her back. She looked pretty lean, and had a normal enough figure, but she was strong, I knew that much. She had heterochromatic eyes of blue and red, and a pure white smile as well as pale white skin.
"There you are," She muttered annoyed, "I was starting to think you were in the middle of jerking off," She chuckled to herself.
"Mother, I have no words," I facepalmed.
'Damn, this human bitch is awful'
"Hey, my son has no friends, no female interaction, no anything, my assumptions are grounded in actuality."
"Ugh," I groaned loudly, dishing myself up some spicy curry.
The food tasted really good, surprisingly enough as my "first," meal. According to my fake memories, my mom was always a really good cook, she had even made meals for Trex Glückspiel, the current Russian emperor.
"Y'know," my mother spoke calmly, "We haven't been able to go out like we used to thanks to my work piling up recently, but I could get this friday off."
She was right, granted I'd only been here for just about 2 hours, but still, this was pretty much the only relationship I had with anyone, even if it was just familial.
"I mean, it could work, I'd really have to check my schedule," I said. Truth is, I didn't know this person, didn't even care about her, so why should I try to cater towards her. The only thing that matters is finding the truth in this world.
"Perfect!" She said happily.
An overwhelming sense of guilt filled my chest. Was I really going to abandon someone "I," cared about? It's probably something this new mortal body wanted me to do, but, I have my obligation to the world to find, not just some far flung mortal woman who claims to have birthed me.
"That's not a definite yes," I said.
"Idealism son, learn it well," She smirked happily.
I finished up my food, and headed outside. I figured I may as well survey my surroundings while I've got the time. I took a step outside our apartment, and gracing my eyes, a large cityscape lay in pure glory. In tandem with the sunset, the sight would make most alpha males cry, too bad I'm a sigma male. I slowly sauntered outside, trying to find the outskirts of the city, but on my way...
"Well son, the UN has requested the presence of Black Uesugi, and all our sources match you as the one with the name of Black Uesugi." A strange man in a suit said, motioning to the boy named Black.
"Well, that all depends if I'm recognized as a friend or foe..." Black said, his hand at his side slowly raising and clenching in a fist.
"Easy there kid," The second suited man began, "we're not here to cause problems, just hear your side of the story."
"Huh, I'll consider your invitation then, when is it?" Black said, his arm slowly falling back to his side.
"This friday, we'll send a helicopter to the top of the Nakano residence." The first man interjected.
"And where might it be?" Black pondered.
"The only neutral place in the world: Russia," The first man slightly sighed.
"Interesting, I'll consider it then."
"If that's the best answer we can get, so be it." The second mumbled in annoyance. Slowly, the pair of men disappeared into the shadows.
"Show yourself!" Black shouted at me, "Lest you face my wrath."
"Easy there man," I said slowly walking into the alley, "I'm not here for a fight hahaha," I said, attempting to defuse the situation.
"Then what ARE you here for, I don't want a diffraction, but I would like a genuine answer." Black said, rather aggressively.
"I wanted to test something, and saw you on the way here." I said, stating genuine intentions.
"Interesting, then what would you want to test?"
"Myself."