II: Quod Vero De Chaos Et Timor
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Ongoing, First published Jul 02, 2017
Mature
This is the sequel to I: Vide Stellas, so please read that one first! 
Cover is by MLP-Ninjago (but I edited it a little!) 
Book 2 consists of the Chaos Infiltration Arc, the 2nd arc in the series. After this arc, Auxilium, the final installation will consist of the Journey To Freedom Arc, which features the finale of this story. 

Those who fear punishment learn quickly how to behave; for primalism is not likely, they will simply do whatever they want. The case is different for those who do not fear punishment, because there is nothing to keep them in check. They do not act for consideration of the future. They take what they want; feeding their inner hunger. I am a victim; they took me away from my friends, so now I should curse chaos with every breath in my body. But there is no anger in my heart. Instead, I feel something that I can only describe as pity. I think of the others, and the sorrow he must feel for killing countless people. My own feelings are setting me apart from the village. Vath views himself and his fellow allies as forsaken by all of Lore, and he is correct. He crossed the sacred barrier that death is supposed to create; and in doing so, he did indeed become a forsaken creature. He attacks the healthy, and feeds upon their sanity until they give in to the strong hold of chaorruption; and when they finally accept it, they become just like him. His existence stands in conflict of the order of Lorithia; he is something other - and that other is something that is forsaken. If Adam wants to save this world, he cannot stop to question whether his actions or right; unfortunately, that is a luxury that he cannot afford. Chaos will not stop. In order for them to save themselves, they must eradicate the mortals; and yet, I find myself dwelling upon the morality of what they do; that is who I am, and I cannot change it, even if I wish to.
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