Ascension of Chaos

High above the World of Val

"Chaos! Don't you dare initialize another world!" The voice of Justicar, the Primordial of Order, echoes throughout space as Chaos calmly flies through the emptiness towards a lovely ball of blue and green known as Val. His next target for Initialization. "The System Events are filled up as it is! If you keep this up I'm going to have to create more Events and it could hurt the new worlds you're initializing!"

For some reason he's just felt like initializing a bunch of worlds recently. So the Primordial of Chaos has been doing just that for a few months now.

Chaos isn't entirely sure why Justicar is so pissed off. Or rather, he is sure, but he just finds it amusing.

"Chaos, I know you hear me," Justicar's voice echoes out once again, the man himself no doubt in his little temple watching over everything. But he can't keep tabs on Chaos. No one can. "I swear, if you-"

The Primordial of Chaos tunes the man out as he stops flying right after entering the atmosphere of Val. Then he begins to grow larger and larger, his form that of a massive raven with eerily glowing crimson, purple, and black feathers. But when the people of the world of Val see him, every last one of them sees a different sight. Whether that's a large crack in the sky, a meteor falling down on them, a floating person in the sky far smaller than Chaos actually is, or any other sort of animal or bizarre events that come to mind the moment they see him.

Yet, somehow, not a single person bats an eye at the strange sight. Instead returning to their previous day to day lives.

Chaos watches for a few minutes as office workers go to the office, the sun having just risen over the horizon, barely leaking through the skyscrapers of the world's capital. As construction workers yawn while driving or walking over to the construction sites they're currently assigned to. And as enforcers – those who use the naturally given 'abilities' every human being is born with to keep the peace – fight against the rogues. The criminals with particularly powerful 'abilities'.

Of course, Chaos knows perfectly well that these 'abilities' are no more than the roots of their skill trees. But these people will learn about that soon enough.

In the Tutorial.

"Chaos, please, just listen to someone for once," Chaos hears Justicar's voice once more, the man beginning to grow rather tired judging by the tone of his voice.

The man can't do anything to stop Chaos physically, so it makes sense he'd be tired.

Chaos almost pities him.

"Don't worry dear old Justy," Chaos says, his raven form flashing to appear as a humanoid one before blinking back and forth between a raven and a human. With a wide smirk on his face, of course.

"Are you really going to listen this time?!" Justicar exclaims, sounding rather shocked and filled with disbelief.

"Yep," Chaos responds with a light nod of his rather massive head. Then he waves his hand which turns back into a wing midway through the wave over the world before making a fancy red and black System screen appear before him. "I'll listen."

Justicar's sigh resonates across the world, inaudible to the people living within it. Then he says, "Thank-"

Chaos moves his other hand-turned-wing to press the big glowing red button on the screen, making a System message spread all across every being within the universe.

"-you…" Justicar's voice trails off as he no doubt sees the message himself.