Pandemonium gazed down at Dimour, his creator, the man who gave him life. Pandemonium breathed with no lungs, he lived with no heart, he thought with no brain. Pandemonium living was a miracle.
A devilish smile grew on Dimour's face as he realized Pandemonium lived and breathed. Dimour had created life from nothing but scrap metal and magic.
"What is my purpose?" asked Pandemonium in a robust metal voice.
"You, Pandemonium, were created to replace. You were created to fill the gap made when Chaos' children disappeared," Dimour explained to Pandemonium, stepping back, taking a better look at his creation.
"Who is this Chaos person?" Pandemonium asked, curious as to who Chaos was.
The one and only leader to the entire world," Dimour said simply, looking at Pandemonium, taking in the sight of the thing to which he gave life . "His children abandoned his hospitality yesterday. You have been created to be better than them. If you aren't, death will be upon you," Dimour warned Pandemonium.
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"Yes, I suppose I can make a wall for you," Ataxia said to Exoia. Fury had just learnt the entire plan of The Rebellion. With its energy replenished and knowledge acquired, Fury's eye left the bunker silently, taking care not to be caught.
Fury's eye went across the field that separated Chaos' palace and The Rebellion's bunker. It had become desolate in the time since the Gods left. The eye sprinted across the barren area, arriving at the treacherous palace.
The eye approached the palace doors, which stood staggeringly tall, and knocked, lifting up one of its arms to the door. Upon hearing the knock Dimour stopped.
"That's strange," he said, turning to the palace doors. "Most people barge in," Dimour said, going over to the doors and opening them, looking straight ahead, expecting someone taller. Did they knock and run away? Dimour thought, looking around, trying to see anyone. Only when he felt a tap on his work boot did he look down and see Fury's eye at the door.
"You're no Monster I've seen before," Dimour said, squatting to meet the eye's gaze. "What are you, little one?" Dimour looked all around Fury's eye, but he could not decipher what or who had created it. "You are not a Monster of Chaos, that's for certain," Dimour said, getting up from the squat.
Fury's eye quickly entered the palace, scurrying down the hall, attempting to find Chaos' bedroom. Dimour was curious as to what the eye was trying to do. The eye scampered down the labyrinth that is the palace, knowing exactly how to get to Chaos' bedroom. As the eye ran across the palace, Dimour followed it closely.
Fury's eye quickly found its way to Chaos' bedroom, but as its gaze darted around the room, it realized Chaos was not there. Suspecting that Chaos was most likely sitting lavishly on his throne, the eye left the room as quickly as it entered.
Fury's eye dashed down the hall, determined to find Chaos and give him the information it gathered. The eye had no problem maneuvering down the labyrinth-like halls, taking lefts and rights as if it had lived there all its life. Eventually it arrived at an open room, where Chaos sat on his throne.
Chaos' throne was clad in gold and silver, glistening in the light. The throne was massive, towering over anyone that dared enter his private quarters. However it barely held Chaos, bending and crushing under his weight and size.
"What is that?" Chaos asked, turning his gaze to Fury's eye. Chaos stood from his throne, which seemed to sigh in relief, and walked over to the eye, the ground rumbling under him with every step. "It is certainly not a creation of mine," Chaos said, going on one knee to get closer to the eye.
The eye seemed to speak wordlessly with Chaos, telling him of Fury's location. Chaos, understanding the eye's wordless communication, rose from his knee, once again nearly scraping the ceiling as he stood.
Chaos stood with purpose, now knowing that his son was alive, but knowing that Ataxia had betrayed him. Chaos left the palace, Fury's eye leading the way to the canyon where Fury himself lay. Chaos' steps echoed across the empty wasteland, causing the earth to shake under him.
Chaos would soon reunite with one son, while planning to kill the other.
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Great Wyrm Chronicles: Giganton
FantasyA Gigaton named Chaos has enslaved the world, commanding it with all his power and strength for millions of years. That is, until the Gods he created betrayed him, rebelling, fighting to take back the freedom that they had been promised. Will the Go...
