Away

There are many names for him. We call him Chaos, and his place Chaos Academy. No one knows all his names, but Chaos suits him and his Academy. There, there is no night or day, because everyone's schedule is different. Halls often disappear and reappear. Artifacts as old as time itself disappear, and things that never existed take their place. Sometimes I wonder if the Academy itself is a planet, one larger than any of us could imagine. We, the students, and the fallen heroes, and this is our tale.

Most of us go back to our home planets, cloaked in shadows. Others are observers, watching from afar, giving guidance to those who need it. Very few of us are recorders. But I am. I want others to remember what we have done. The sorrow, the joy, the pain, the happiness, the anger, the confusion and chaos. When we die a second time, I want others to remember our name.

We're here to tell you what goes on in the Chaos Academy, but only the interesting bits.