I wake up slowly. Aw shit. He was looking at me. Everyone is. Why the fuck is he here?? I fucking do not understand. I wince as I sit up. My wounds were banadged. I glare at him. Great, I guess that cat's out of the box.
"So... I take it you know the truth?" I sigh.
"Why didn't you tell us you had a Dad?! Oh. Sorry, I'm not blaming you at all." Charlie smiles.
"For the record, that's Chaos not my dad." I say.
"Wait, what?" Vaggie glares at Chaos.
"I am both." He says.
"I'm sorry, you actually expect us to believe you?" Husk asks.
I glare at him. He draws back.
"I guess this explains why you've been acting weird." Charlie says.
"Yeah. See my fucking problem?" I hiss.
"Just rest son." Chaos says.
"You don't get to call me that." I growl.
I hiss as I stand up. He catches me. I push off of him with a tentacle.
"I'm sorry, you're Chaos." Charlie says.
"What? Not what you expect?" He lifts an eyebrow.
"Well..." Charlie starts.
"More monstrous." Vaggie growls.
I sit back down. My wounds have not yet healed. Dangit. I feel so puny here. I feel pathetic. I feel weak. God this is embarrassing. Can someone call Rosie? This is so... embarrassing. Me, one of the most powerful overlords in Hell, is lying in bed too weak to stand up.
"I keep this form because it's the form you know." He looks at me.
I roll my eyes.
"And my form tends to freak people out." He shrugs.
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ℛꕤ𓍼⋆ ℱഒǂ 3, Chaos vs. Creation
RomanceThe last book of the series. Things are going to go from bad to worse for Alastor. He's the child of both chaos and creation. Those things don't mix. He's now a recluse. His mind is being lost and by being two of something he's destroying himself f...
