Chapter 1: Lord Of Chaos!
"Let’s see what an ’E’ in Body gets you in this new, exciting, and probably very short life," Ragnar whispered.
He looked at the wall separating his living room from his kitchen.
It was plain, white drywall, the kind that landlords loved and tenants despaired of ever keeping clean.
He took a deep, deliberate breath, planting his feet firmly on the magically glistering carpet.
The air around him seemed to thicken.
He drew his arm back, his hand clenching into a tight, white-knuckled fist.
He wasn’t just throwing a punch, he was pouring every ounce of this new, strange, chaotic energy into it, focusing it like a laser.
BOOM!
The entire apartment building felt like it had been hit by a small, localized earthquake.
Dust sifted from the ceiling. A sonic boom cracked the air.
The wind itself shrieked around his fist as it flew forward, transforming into an almost invisible blur of motion.