Chapter 121 A Almost Befitting Punishment

A big stage, made out of unknown black metal. Omni omni omni of gods had gathered. All surrounding the stage. There was so many gods and giants there, that several light years were occupied with the gods, while the giants stood at the back. The end of the giants couldn't be comprehended by those who had gathered. As there was so many of them.

All of them were waiting for the final verdict. The punishment of those who did the unthinkable. They held their breaths, as they heard sounds form the stage. As several thousands of gods were brought on to the stage. All their body parts were chopped of and their ability to speak, or something similar, blocked by different kind of equipment, locked onto them.

Several 12/12 gods guarded them, preventing them from doing anything similar to escaping.

People booed at them, but the guilty didn't seem to care. It was like music to their ears. But cocky happy smiles, that the people could see on the guilty, changed quickly.

A overwhelming feeling of inferiority grasped the hearts of the fourth dimensional beings.

A crack was forming above the stage and a hand, with sharp claws came out of the crack. The hand made several gods on the stage just die, from seeing it. The gods observing the situation simply ended up on their knees, with blood on the floor. All the flying gods and goddesses got to meet the ground and the giants bodies gave in, making then lay flat on ground.

The hand grasped the crack and pulled the rest of it's body through. The more of the creature that entered, the bigger the crack got and the few remaining gods who could still keep their heads up saw trillions of eyes, of different terrifying creatures look at them. All who did, simply lost their consciousness out of fear. One arm, two arms three arms all the way to fourteen arms. Every arm had some weird black stick like wings. They gave of a evil energy that would kill anyone with the audacity to look at them. Thankfully the fourth dimensional beings who dared to do such thing, were already out cold, from before.

Finally the head appeared, if it could be called a head. A weirdly shaped head, with several eyes formed as a triangle and a crown made out of horns, with a rotating eye above it. It opened it's mouth with infinite amount of teeth. Thankfully no one could see it as they were either dead, asleep, or to afraid to look up.

Finally the creature said.

" Despite my warnings, you still did it. Going against my wish, rebelling against my law. Did you think I'd look the other way, because you're a friend of hearth? DID YOU?" The creature said, finishing it's sentence with a scream, shaking the whole realm, even affecting the dimension the realm was in.

Omni omni of the fourth dimension was effected and an unknown amount of fourth dimensional beings were killed. The dimension was completely empty, where they were now. This the gods would notice later.

" Your actions, they will bring you absolute death! For every single one you killed by this bomb, that's how many times you'll die, the same way!" The creature told them. Some of them realized what he meant and tried to struggle, but they couldn't even move.

A black substance leaked out from the crack, the creature was in. It attached itself to all of them and the ones who died before got revived, just so they could experience the pain.

Their bodies evaporated quickly and returned again, only for a different kind of death to happen to them.

The other fourth dimensional beings couldn't leave, so they stayed for days, watching the gods and goddesses get tortured. Their anger was long gone, replaced by pity. Their screams of pain made them understand one thing. This was no way to die.

While they all felt for them, a women sat alone, in a dark room. With a screen showing what was happening to them.

" This is the consciousness of your actions Funie, are you happy. The people you grew to care for. All of them will die, horrible deaths. The Funie thing with it is, this would never happen, if you didn't take revenge on all of them. Now all of them, because of you, will die. The best part, it's all your fault. Yet you're the only one getting away with it!" A Chaoswalker told Funie, as she was quivering in fear and anger. She wanted to attack the chaoswalkers. But she could feel the power difference. It could snap it's finger and she would die. So instead she sat like a coward hopping for a miracle that would never happen.

The miracle never came and after a week of torture, they finally had their last death. After that, the creature returned through the crack and all that was left was an emptiness in the hearts, of all who witnessed the event.

The guilty's bodies were left on stage. Though there wasn't much of them left to begin with. But they were left to rot, disappear with time. Left there as an example to all who though they could go against the few rules. The message was clear and everyone understood it. Don't fuck with me!

~Pov begger~ (Third person)

The begger only planed to be at the trial for some minutes. But he ended up spending a whole week there. Watching the people that used him, to commit such a sin. They were tortured in millions of different ways. Each death, was one of the ways someone died from the chaos bomb, as it was called.

The begger walked through the poor streets and picked up his realm, then he walked to the the worst district. It might be the worst, but it's better then the slums. So the begger payed for two spaces, where he could place his and his daughters realm.

" Dad, where did you get all these worship points?" His daughter asked and before he could answer someone else did.

" Well your father did some deals, for some quick cash. He became a good friend, of a man named Craig, isn't that right?" A man said, standing behind the begger.

" Stacy, please run and don't look back!" The man said, as he turned around, throwing a punch at the man standing behind him. Sadly the man casually caught it and snapped his fingers, freezing the running girl in place. Unable to do anything other then breath.

" Please, let her go, I'll do anything." The begger said, as he cried.

" Don't worry, I simply stopped her for one reason. It isn't safe in these parts. We wouldn't want your daughter to get hurt now, would we?"

" No sir!" The begger answered, understanding the hidden message.

" Good, then on to business my friend. You have two choices. One you and your daughter gets the same treatment as your other friends. Then we have two. This one is harder and I'd rather do one honestly. You see, the man Alias, he was a good friend of mine that got a mission from me, that he now can't do. So it will fall in your hands.

You see my dear begger friend. Alias got the mission to fix the slums and stop the extreme poverty.

Long ago, there was no poverty, then his little crew decided to start the first group! I was forced to step in and save their asses and he was given the mission. He had just started, when boom. He died, with all his friends! Meaning that is now your responsibility. But I have a question, do you understand why the slums are related to the first group?" The man asked.

" No sir, I don't know!" The begger answered.

" Well you see my friend, when groups became allowed, many left their factions to join a group. But the groups failed in one way or another. Leaving them poor, without a group. Their factions didn't want them back. As they didn't have loyalty. So they were left without support and quickly became poor. So the slums came to be. I knew this was going to happen, so I made repercussions. By making it someone else's responsibility and now I do that again.

I'm going to be honest with you. The road ahead of you will be harsh, but your daughter will be safe and live in richness she never experienced. Oh and can you do me a small favor? Do you remember the make up girls, can you take care of three of them, they have no place to go. They need help and I can't be bothered, they can be the first you help!"

" Okey, I will help the and do what you want me to do sir!"

" Good, your groups name will be the poor group. Anyways good luck, the names Ragnar btw. May we meet again!"

As the man known as Ragnar finally left. The begger understood who he was talking too and he felt shivers through his whole body. He was speaking to the pantheon leader. The one that showed absolute domination towards the ones who went against his words. His knees grew weak, like they did before and he fell to the ground.

" Dad!" His daughter screamed, as she ran forward, catching her falling daughter.

" I've fucked up Stacy!" He said, as tears escaped his eyes. This caught Stacy off guard. She had only ever seen her father cry ones before and that was when mother died. So she hugged her father in silence, until he could get up.

" From now on, thing will get better Stacy, I promise. We will aim for the stars together." He told his daughter.

" Yes!" She replied, as the duo entered their realms.

~Pov Chaos Ragnar~ (First person)

One more thing left, then I can bring Ragnar Ragnar into this.

I returned to chaos and entered the room I trapped the girl Funie. She seemed to be sad, as lines on her face, showed where the tears had traveled. When she saw me, she ragged and said.

" You're nothing like Alice said you was. You're evil, you're the worst. You kill for fun, you monster."

" Don't you mean, I kill for Funie?"

" Hahaha, good one sir! I did a similar joke earlier. They're just to good!" A chaoswalker said, while laughing.

" I know right, we got to take the opportunity while we can!" I answered while laughing with him.

" Anyways Funie, what you've done isn't Funie!" I said, while the chaoswalker laughed at the side. " The only reason you're alive is because Alice and I know normal me is a pussy, that would be mad if I killed you. Even if you killed my favorite. If I got to decide, I would choose the Funie option and torture you for all eternity, you fucking whore!" I said, as the bitch flinched.

" But listen here you little girl, I will leave your punishment to Ragnar. But I hope he comes here when he has no emotions. Because then, he's almost like me. If that's the case, you will understand the difference between us. He's not held back by anything, at that state of mind. He will kill you and punch Alice in the face if she tries to help you. Oh, how I truly wish to see that!" I said, while making a sadistic smile, making the whore flinch.

" Now tell me Funie, doesn't that sound Funie?" I said as the last thing, before leaving.

Leaving her with the chaoswalker, who seemed to want to make more Funie, Funie jokes. Who names their daughter Funie, so weird.

(Author here: damn, damn. Am I the only one who loves Chaos Ragnar? Anyways, hope you liked the chapter. I'm off to sleep, study math, or play video games. Have a great night/day author out :) )