《Within order is chaos – my world》


 Prologue: No Name

    To be exact, this world has no name. But I once speculated that having no name, is actually having a name.


    Then a God rebuked, saying it was stupid to think like that.


    "Which being is mental enough to consider having no name as a name?"


    I originally thought the presence of a god followed something dramatic. Like exploding rays of blinding light accompanied by an opera of an angels. On the contrary, I get an old man wearing clothes no different from a beggar.


    *BURPED*


    "Ah, this wine is good. Alex is it? Ask me anything and I''ll answer," the old man wore an expression of ecstasy as he continued to burp, "Right, no questions about the gods though."


    I couldn''t help but feel reluctant. ''I''m being scammed right? An old geezer claiming to be a god, whose stupid to fall for that?''


    "You, of course." The old man said.Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.


    "H-huh?"


    "Hurry, I have things to do."


    This old man... Is he possibly a god?


    I cleared my throat and asked, "How come this world doesn''t have a name?"


    Hmm... The old man rested his chin on his arms as he leaned forward on the table. For thirty minutes, he continued to stare in the sky in silence; looking like the wise sages waiting forth heavens answer.


    A few seconds later, the heavens didn''t fail him as an object fell from the skies.


    The old man received the gift with his shirt, and a foul stench started to fill the room. Breathing deeply, the old man''s face was filled with regret.


    ".. Alex, I''m ready to answer your question."


    My eyes were glued with the huge mess of a rainbow on his shirt. The stench made me regret being born with a nose.


    ''No, more importantly. Is it a custom for gods to be bathed by bird dookie before answering a mortal?''


    I''ve heard of people who work hard all their lives to enter the realm of gods. Does this possibly involved bird poop as well?


    "Listen well Alex, this world has a name, but because of several reasons, it has been banned from being remembered or spoken."


    "... Is that so?"


    "Yes, does this satiate your curiosity mortal?" The old man stood up and gazed at the sky once again.


    "Wait. I still have one more thing toask."


    The old man said nothing, and before I could answer, a storm of strange markings and golden ray of light gathered around the old man. Then, poof, the old man was gone.

 Chapter 01: In the beginning...

    It all started in a way no different from the others.


    A vast and empty cosmos, a darkness that stretched infinitely. An aura radiates, giving light to a group of beings that would be later called as deities. Each of them were holding an object akin to paper that had a golden glow. And each of the papers, were perfectly drawn, doodles.


    Yes, doodles. You didn¡¯t hear me wrong.


    ¡°¡­This is hard.¡± an old man muttered, however his was loud and clear in the void.


    ¡°What''s hard? Isn¡¯t it all the same? This here is a potato and what you are holding is the same.¡± The blonde youth whose eyes twinkled with grey starlight moved closer to the old man. He snatched the doodle on the old man''s hand.


    Ignoring the surprise on the old man''s face, he placed the doodle between his mouth and a crunching sound started to echo. His face resembled a man winning the lottery.


    Enraged, the old man rolled his sleeves and pounced on the irritating youth.


    ¡°That''s not a potato you fool!¡±


    The old man''s yell made the cosmos shudder, then resplendent glow wrapped around the youth.


    ¡®Wait¡­ this!?¡¯


    The old man''s face became sour as his fist made contact with the glow.


    BOOM!


    The old man was sent flying to oblivion, never to be seen again. The youth, with his eyes closed along with a smile that says ¡®best day of my life¡¯ remained rooted in the same spot.


    ¡°Huhuhu, that old man got what he deserved for messing with Hellie.¡± A voice of an enchantress escaped from the mouth of girl with an underaged figure. Her hair resembled a serene ocean, and was braided, accentuating her lively youth.If you encounter this story on Amazon, note that it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    ¡°Yhou Should¡¯ve stooped themz Vaelz(Veal).¡±


    A snowy mountain appeared, its peak couldn¡¯t be seen even with a God''s eye and it was size seemed to fill the cosmos. The other gods were unresponsive, treating the newcomer no different from a mortal. However, Veal revealed a sweet and charming smile as she looked at the mountain with interest.


    ¡°Huhuhu, Regale, my old buddy, you''re still alive? Thought I already killed you. Never mind, since you are alive, come and give me your thing.¡±


    Her words reverberated like an earthquake as the other gods were shocked. The space trembled as the mountain started to expand in size. An unknown weight fell upon the gods, some managed to endure while some fell to their knees.


    ¡°Yhou Naever Chaenge, Dou Yhou Vaelz.¡±


    It sounded calm, however you could hear the annoyance hidden in its voice.


    Veal maintained her smile as she prepared to take a step. Seeing this, the nearby gods'' face became soaked with fear.


    With every passing second, a howl would deafen the cosmos, and as her feet came closer to the ground, the howl would grow stronger.


    The pressure surrounding them increased, heavy enough to send all except veal kneeling. A crimson glow shrouded with a noble aura exploded from the mountain.


    Any second now, a fight between two of the most powerful beings in the universe would happen. A fight that sent half of the universe to meet death. A fight that would be eternally recorded by the surviving species.


    ¡°Whe Knhou Thou R Dhere(We Know you are there.¡±


    ¡°Huhu, You didn¡¯t believe that we wouldn¡¯t notice you, or did you?¡±


    Then everything disappeared. The aura, the massive mountain as wells as Veal and the other Gods all except for one.


    A kneeling-figure draped with clothes that resembled the night, suddenly increased in size and assumed the form of a man. He had a beard as long as the falls of the universe and eyes that gazed upon the entirety of existence.


    He was Alex.


    ¡°Huhuhu, Hellie, he should do right?¡±


    ¡°Ahh? Yup, Yup, Yup, He''ll do.¡±


    ¡°Hez Thuu Skinney.¡±


    ¡°Okay young fellow, you need to do what every newbie needs to do.¡±


    Voice resounded from the empty void. Every word uttered exuded majesty, compelling even a stubborn mule to yeild. Alex''s eyes, a semblance of a withered forest remained aloof. He knew well the identities of his seniors.


    ¡°Go and make a playground for us.¡±


    ¡°Yhou Meen Planhet.¡±