Chaos is known as the being that never became a star. It is everywhere and yet nowhere at the same time.
Neither good nor evil, the ultimate expression of nothingness. The antithesis of the cosmos, creation itself.
Although Chaos claims to be the very state of existence from which the first entities appeared, it cannot form into the entity it wants most.
So it has been cursed to stay in the form of a dark and shapeless void. Floating between existence and nonexistence.
Longingly watching as stars are constantly born and lives are lived. The seeds of malice had been planted, flourished and transformed Chaos into the purest form of evil.
The hand came down slapping at Alex's hand, alex pulled back a swift look of hurt crossed his face. 'Don't touch me!' Don't touch? Why... Well... He knew why but he was trying to get his brother to understand, he himself not quite understanding the frustration and stress thick air.
The male kept apologizing again and again.. Was it for shouting? Slapping his hand away? Alex was completely baffled misunderstanding his brother's apologies, repeating again and again. It.. almost.. Seemed like reality of the situation had in some way broken his little brother, the one he loved most. "Juju..." He said softly uncertain, his brother asking what he should do... What to be done..
"I-I... Don't know." He answered with a small sigh of uncertainty, he could erase all of it.... Everything... They've ever been through... Leave his brother an empty amnesiac husk.. Maybe erase everything dealing with magic, let him forget how much murder actually happens in the world... How most humans never died naturally... No matter how police and investigators claim it so.
He sighed, "You're just a victim... We're both just victims..." He whispered softly tiredly, he'll have to do it... There was no choice.... No choice. His brother, was broken, always had been... his Vice pointed it out, he was just too blind to see it.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]Victims? Was that what they were? No...Julius shook his head. They weren't victims. Victims were powerless. Victims didn't have magical powers, victims needed others. Victims didn't go around hurtings others. Those were criminals regardless of what other words they might try to use for themselves, that was what they were. They were never criminals. Someone who had gotten revenge against a single person for stealing something from them was a criminal. The same can be said for those who stole from others. There was no excuse for crimes.[break][break]
"We're killers..." because if they were partners, then Alex's sins were Julius's own. Julius had failed him. He had failed the only family he had left. But there was a difference between this and a normal crime. For one there was no proof and revealing his brother's crime would bring attention to magic. The second was that there wasn't exactly a criminal justice system among magic users. Yet, Julius couldn't let him go free. More people would be hurt and Julius couldn't pretend to just be ignorant because he wasn't. Not when he knew that Alex was a corrupted now or at the very least used his power to harm others.[break][break]
Just how many has he hurt? His left hand moved down slightly touching his earing, the earing that was also the container for his soul. A reminder of his contract with Io. And the worst part was throughout all of this, Alex didn't just tell him what to do because even his brother didn't know. There was no one that can tell them what their punishment was. It was to be their own decision and Julius didn't know what to do. He..he couldn't just tell his brother to kill himself and there was no jail they can go to.[break][break]
Despite his actions earlier, shaking hands reached over grabbing onto his brother's sleeve. Even if he wanted to protect his brother, he couldn't...he couldn't just hurt the innocent. But what if..."please..just..promise me...you'll stop..." if there were no more victims. It would be fine right? It went against everything Julius stood for. He knew that the man who had killed his parents had never committed any other crime afterward but Julius still felt a thrill at hearing the judge declare him guilty. Somewhere out there, then someone would feel the same about Alex should they know the truth. And yet...Alex was his brother. Alex wasn't the same as that criminal. And Julius would do anything for his brother.
His brother shook his head, denying it, but they were.. Why did his brother not see, what he saw? The feeling of solemn fell upon Alex as his brother spoke softly, they were killers. Just left it there hanging the longest pause Alex had ever felt or even dealt with his brother. He oddly felt cornered, then he was the one at the disadvantage here.
His brother reached up to touch something, an earring? The movement didn't really mean anything to him, he thought maybe the male was just thinking or the hole was itchy. Alex froze on the spot staring down his brother, he didn't agree with him. This will be it, he had to do it. He was warned, he knew it would happen, he really really wished it didn't come to this. But his touched his sleeve, body shaking.. Body still acting all weird, almost as if it grew sickened by his.. his.. Well actions to help humanity reach its true potential. HIs brother asked him to stop, to promise him he'd stop.
He sat there in a a silence staring at his brother's weakened mental state. Alex reached forward as if to grasp his brother's hand, as if to whisper yes, he will.. Out of brotherly love, only to reach past and make for the mind, planning to wipe every ounce of pain, betrayal, and the life he and his brother upheld. Erase all essence of magic, all essence of innocence lost to the world, whispering at the same time. "I can't do that." knowing full well, were his allegiances lie, and it wasn't completely to his brother. Not anymore.
notes: I originally thought of him trying to convert his brother to join him. Then the post kinda came out "mindwipe, done" type scenario. Anyway plenty of room for julius to slap his gooey hand away or flat out attack.
[attr="class","nologicpost1"]Alex had to stop, he had to know what he was doing was wrong. Even if he hadn't killed anyone, he was still hurting them. He would be fighting against other magis, vessels and nobless. He had to know that this should not continue because one day..one day there would be blood on his hand. There was a moment of silence where Julius found himself holding his breath. Alex's hand reached forward and Julius couldn't help but watch the hand with such attention. Even if his vision was still blurry, even if breathing was still hard, he found himself almost hyperfocused on that hand as it came over to reach over to him. It went past his hand and there was a feeling of resignation. It was almost comical how he didn't even feel disappointed. Certainly shocked but there was also a justification for it. [break][break]
Alex had power now and Julius knew what that felt like. To have the power that could allow one to change the world for the better or to protect society. Who would give that for someone who was nothing more than a responsibility at best and a constant reminder of a broken past at worst? Gray eyes closed as he felt the hand touched his head expecting some kind of blow to kill him. Alex must have killed them somehow. And who knows, maybe this was the best ending for Julius. He knew he would never have it in him to kill Alex nor let Alex be killed. Yet he couldn't live knowing Alex would hurt someone. Death might not be so bad after all.[break][break]
When gray eyes opened, the first thing Julius saw was Alex. Huh? There was a dazed look in the young prosecutor's eyes as he observed his surrounding. This was certainly their apartment but how did Julius get here? And why did it feel like there was something...something about Alex and...his heart? It was hard to grasp...but it was there. "Alex..." he started before noticing the bag with some boxes of to-go food (or so he assumed..or did he know that?) on the floor. "Was...I...visiting you?" that probably sounded like a weird question, "sorry I just...I...blanked out?" Then he spotted the bandage and gray eyes widened, "are you alright?" he asked his hand just hovering over the bandaged wound instead of on his brother's sleeve (why was he holding it there in the first place?).
It... made contact.... He felt the flow of information be consumed by his ability as he willed it all away... Everything he could, thankful that Julius didn't fight back, just obediantly as ever alowed him to do whatever. Once it was all finished, he pulled his hand back easily with great practice wiping the goo off the brother he dearly loved. As he stared at those grey eyes, he could not help but feel his heart quench from the pain of just all he erased... From his own brother.. For his brother...
Alex sat there silently as his brother looked around rather shocked, asking if he was visiting him blanked out... With that long almost deafening silence of one witnessing a horror before them, the elder brother gave a nod followed by a relac sigh seeing his brother eyes grow wide with worry. The elder brother's eyes followed the path of the bandage a small grin crossing his face, "Oh this? Its.. Quite alright, just be hurt couple days." He gave a small gentle laugh, "yeah, you brought me food.. But you slipped hit your head..." Gave another gentle laugh disbelief of his own lies, the pain clenching, he... Became.. The greatest Liars of them all, hadn't he? Oh Magician Lady, what have you done to him? "Seemed that concussion really hurt you, staring into empty space... No sleeping for a long time. okay?" He asked cautiously? Before asking with slight hiccuped voice, "Wha-what meal did you bring?"
[attr="class","nologicpost1"] There was a moment of silence which was not exactly abnormal. Alex understood how Julius was socially slower than other people, how it takes him longer to find the words he would be satisfied saying. Yet, it was Julius who asked the question and was the one waiting. Yet, it did not take long for the younger Vesper to pointed out the injury the other had. One that had already been dressed so it couldn't have been too new. Julius frowned at his brother's nonchalant reply, obviously not exactly pleased by the answer. His brother shouldn't take things so lightly if he was going to be hurt. [break][break]
Oh..was that what happened? The prosecutor wasn't exactly clumsy but he has been working a lot so it might had been the exhaustion. He gave a small nod as Alex lightly laughed most likely remembering the scene. Julius gave a small nod. "I'll..have someone..look at it...later," just to be safe. He needed to take care of himself after all. At the question, Julius looked back over at the bag, gray eyes squinting as he tried to recall the information. Oh![break][break]
"Breakfast," he answered before placing his hand in the air and motioning for his brother to stay still, "don't move...just sit." If it was going to hurt, than Julius would set up the table. He was sure that everything was still where it was the last time he was here. The prosecutor walked and picked up the bag noting that the container were closed by the bag was dropped..hopefully the food would not be too knocked over. The younger male walked over and placed the bag, taking the boxes out and placing them on the table. Next he got the plates, cups, ice and utensils and for a moment it almost felt like he was living here once again. Yes..this feeling of staying with Alex.[break][break]
Yes..."Did..I...tell you..why...I'm here?" Julius asked. It was uncharacteristic of him to just drop in on Alex. In fact, unless there was a holiday, he would rarely ever come back to this apartment. Although, he was sure why he came here today..he really missed this; he missed Alex.[break][break]
With the table set, Julius opened the boxes revealing pancakes, stuffed croissants, scrambled eggs and sweet bread toast. Only the scrambled eggs looked fine, the other boxes certainly looked like a mess. "Sorry..." if only Julius had been more careful and not slipped.
The room felt stressful small and just all around hard to breath for Alex. He knew he should be placing a facade like he has learned to do, but it... Hurt? He shook the ill feelings away focusing on the smile to see his brother there. "Certainly wouldn't hurt. " Breakfast, right he gave a nod trying to play the role of a man who was happy to see his brother move around.. Which he did? Kind of? He wasn't quite sure how he felt, just wanted his brother to leave, go away...
Sit, not like he could do anything else, maybe hobble... "No, you came by with breakfast." He answered with a small air of uncrtainty looking at the pile of items on the table, it smelled so good... He hadn't quite noticed before hand, and just wished to drool over it. "I-I'm glad you came... This... Seems a nice gesture, breakfast." Then he asked did he tell Alex why he was here.. Alex shook his head, "Figured you wanted to see your good Ol' brother again."He gave an innocent smile that almost seemed most real as ever. This smile faded slightly as his brother muttered apologies about the food, he looked at it all.. Before busting into a loud laugh, "This all looks delicious! Why the apology!" His stomach gave a growl, "Why even my Belly Agrees! let's eat!"He picked up a pancake with a fork immediantly began to munch on it no longer holding to that awkward small silence or the guilt what he had done... His brother was safe.. His brother was happy.. He was safe, he was happy..... Another day.
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