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.
Today's work was horrendous, first he had to scream at nobody for samples, then he met the most emotionless Android around who pushed him into a bathroom. Lucky for him, today was payday! And he was off tomorrow What did that mean? Long night stay, at the bars tonight Whoop whoop! He absolutely hated himself, coming here at night, pretending everything was all right.. He should be out studying for Midterms, just making sure he passes with straight A's... but no, he didn't give a damn anymore, barely gave a damn about anything. Just. Why did he have these new powers?
He sat at the bar, staring at the drink served to him, he started a tab, but really didn't feel like drinking. He just.. Didn't know. Collect Grief seeds, why did the guy make it sound so easy? Go out there, do this work for me. Bam! Boom! Tada! good job, pat on the back. The male released a groan sigh, just stared at the ice inside the brown fluid drink, the scent of what lurked beneath catching his nose. The more he thought about it the more tired he felt, just... What was he going to do now? Make friends? Get a second job? Relax? Focus on studying, really didn't wanna do that... Only went to college for his Mom, and that.. was now in United States, far away. Maybe he should do a type of art? Somewhat? Maye? Possibly?
He picked up the glass, swirled the fluid, took a swallow. The cool liquid going down, soon giving a burning sensation, causing his face to flinch and put it back down. This.... Should be doing this... Deciding to put on a nice outifit, attempting to attract attention.. long hair in a ponytail.. Jacket. Wallet. nice watch. What was he thinking? Nobody.. talk to him, he wasn't special. Barely even human after that damn wish... He looked at the gloved right hand, the color brown, will it go away? Maybe he should've asked...
note: maybe somebody come up behind him, dump water on him, and who knows what random staff event.
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