Trapped in Another World With No Magic

Chapter 146.1: A Taste of Order and Chaos

~Greetings Dear Readers! This is a bonus chapter that might do more harm than good to the overall mystique and power scale of Chaos and Order, so if you have thoughts on this chapter after reading it, please let me know.~

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Ryukana can't stop thinking about the conversation she had with Chaos and Order outside of existence; a place that she couldn't even comprehend. While Ryukana theoretically has the power to shape a world, including to destroy it, it truly made her feel the gap between herself and her creators, who can effortlessly create and destroy the entire universe.

The goddess meditates on the information she got the first time, and how she can help Amalaskae, her summon, Daniel, and Rikuto keep Zenkon in one piece.

That said, she can't stop thinking about the story Chaos mentioned about a man that was able to apparently exceed their power.

I wonder if I'm allowed to ask more about it. Or even, why did they need to create us...

"If you're that curious, you only have to ask. After all, we allow blasphemy in much more open terms, do we not?"

Just as Ryukana is recognizing Chaos's voice, she finds herself in the same strange warped dimension that Chaos and Order reside in normally, and which no one, not even anomalies capable of doing so in the Divine Realm can intrude upon or observe the conversation.

The violet-haired lesser goddess immediately bows. "My glorious creators, Lady Chaos, Lady Order."

"Ryukana," replies Order with her usual stoic expression and tone.

"I thought you might still be stewing on what you heard," teases Chaos as she grins at Ryukana deviously. The resident of the Divine Realm knows her role is to serve, but also to protect a whole world. She has never thought of herself as a mere puppet on strings, but this time, it seems she danced to Chaos's machinations in time with the tune.

For her part, Chaos doesn't rub it in nor does she mock Ryukana for being an apparent plaything. She simply playfully remarks on the goal of the conversation. "Were you wondering which side of the line you fall on; creator or creation?"

"I know that I am a sort of middle-ground between the two," replies the subordinate goddess politely. "I am to handle tasks beneath your interest."

"You say that as though we are not capable of being interested in the smallest of details," counters the more youthful seeming of the two Primordial Goddesses. "I'll have you know, I know what Daniel ate for breakfast this morning. I also know what mistake Bob made in accounting, the exact time Carol plans on arriving for her date, the shoe-size of Reignleif, the years of Jim's three SUV's that he has owned, and the precise fluctuations confirming or denying the concept of climate change on Earth."

At face value, all of that information is completely useless, but it proves Chaos's point. She is cognizant of virtually anything and everything. If anything, it reminds Ryukaka of how imperfect she is as a middle-management goddess. She is powerful, but she made a glaring and obvious mistake.

"I'm not sure how to word it exactly, then," starts the violet-haired world manager. "Only that you are the superior authority of all of existence, and I am your humble servant."

"You have existed for a great deal of time," starts Order, continuing with a gentle and stoic tone. "As with most of the others, you rarely choose to wonder about your own existence. You should know that curiosity itself is not a punishable action."

"Actually, do you even know of anyone who has been erased?" asks Chaos bluntly.

Ryukana hesitates. Once more, she has been asked a question she has no answer for. In all of her existence, she has never heard of anyone that was erased for any crime. There were always the rumors and warnings the senior gods and goddesses give to their juniors, but even the list of names Ryukana has heard is abundantly short, with Kaeralegier being the only name she can think of.