Arc 2 Chapter 177 The Reveal

Ragnar walked towards the edge of the realm and stopped suddenly due to Cronus grabbing his shoulder.

"I can only save ten beings, remember that!" He said and looked Ragnar in the eye. A hint of confusion tainted Ragnar's golden black eyes before he nodded. He would keep those words in mind, even if he didn't understand them.

Ragnar was determined. He could no longer cover in fear, constantly growing stronger in secret. He had to face his fate, whatever that was. He would say hi to everyone, sure to them it hadn't been more then some minutes, but to him millions of years had passed.

As Ragnar's foot broke through the barrier, separating the realm from the others he could feel everything like it was yesterday. All the activities of the gods, celestials, giants and titans filled the realms with life.

Ragnar took a step forward but stopped. In front of him stood Hephaestus.

"Hello Ragnar I wanted to tell you that I'll be closing the realm of Olympus for a while. But don't worry, we'll open them in some time." He said, with a reassuring smile and Ragnar smiled back.

"No worries, do as you wish!" He answered and peered into the distance. There she stood Julia. She was mingling with Bitqrapro. She seemed to be laughing happily at its expense, as it looked mighty uncomfortable.

"How are you two fine people doing?" Ragnar asked, as he walked up to the duo. Julia hid behind Bitqrapro after hearing Ragnar. A tint of red could be seen on her checks. As years passed she had somehow come to see Ragnar as a father figure. So in a way she felt like she was caught doing something bad.

"Nothing much, just making small talk. You must understand, right. After all didn't you approach us for the very same thing?" Bitqrapro said, acting like a pro. But Ragnar found the interaction hilarious and smacked his shoulder three times before starring it in the eyes.

"If that's the case, why are you explaining yourself to me, Bitqrapro?" He asked, a hint of killing intent evident in his voice. He didn't like the fact that an enemy was mingling with Julia. What if it used her as a hostage.

"Well as much as I want to talk to you Ragnar, it seems you'll be a bit busy!" Bitqrapro said, as he teleported away, just in time for Alice to appear in the middle of the road and have a stare of with Ragnar.

With hasty steps she approached Ragnar and placed her palm against his face and smearing his chin and going in for a kiss. Then she distended herself from Ragnar and did a thoroughly examination from head to toe and her eyes widened for a second.

"Ragnar what happened to you? You seem, how do I put it less chaotic. Did Cronus do something weird to you? Do you want to rest in the mansion in chaos for a while. I promise it will only be you. and. me~." She said, her last words carrying a clear intent, which managed to somewhat lift Ragnar's mood, before he remembered everything that had just occurred and it hit rock bottom. He looked down at the ground and said.

"No thank you, I don't want to enter chaos for the moment. I will be going to my real though. See you in a bit honey!" Ragnar said, not wanting to tell her what had happened. He knew he would have to eventually and he would be ready, but not now.

He walked away, leaving a stunned Alice behind, who watched her precious Ragnar leave. A silent whisper escaped her mouth, as her face gained a layer of shadows to it.

Ragnar whispered, trying to keep his mood a step away from rock bottom. He still had a lot to do and could mourn himself after finishing all the work. First thing first was to clean his realm from chaos.

Ragnar stepped into his realm and he instantly felt rejuvenated and repulsed. The Nightwater in the realm was much stronger and purer, but so was chaos. Like the parasite it was, it had taken over his realm and was absorbing its powers for itself. Something Ragnar could not allow. He also noticed something that he hadn't thought about. Now with chaos gone, he no longer had infinite energy from chaos, he could deplete his energy much faster now. Luckily he found a solution to that quickly. He simply had to clean his realm and put it up to date and like that he would have all the energy in the world.

As Ragnar created his game plan several monsters attacked him, but he disposed of them swiftly and smoothly, before saying out loud. "Time to rid my realm of unwelcome guest!"

The energy of chaos assaulted Ragnar, while quadrillions of monsters started running towards him. The first thing he did was embrace the feeling if rejection of chaos. The feeling was new and intriguing to him, an aspect he never considered before some days ago. He smiled faintly and opened his arms wide and "boom" it sounded as and ocean of Nightwater consumed every corner in the realm. Monster of chaos screamed in pain as quadrillions of eyes closed at the same time. Ragnar could feel them retreating to chaos. But a problem was due. Thousands of Sun Vermin were traveling towards the crack. The race he was once destined to rule, or so he had thought. But he was no longer seen as a ruler, he killed Chaos, the true ruler and all that was left was Ragnar. A being none of these creatures wished to serve.

Ragnar knew he had to close the cracks and then start the real cleanup and he had to do it before the Sun Vermin could invade as it would be very troublesome.

He used his energy to quickly start destroying the cracks and declaring war with chaos at the same time. He could feel the chaotic energies of chaos start leaking into the realm with a different intent than before. A chaos storm. Ragnar panicked at the thought of a chaos storm, with how chaos worked it would most likely have the power to kill sixth dimensional beings.

Thankfully Ragnar managed to close the cracks before more than five Sun Vermin entered. But then he felt something, a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. A Chaoswalker was inside his realm, but it wasn't hostile towards him, so he didn't mind it and focused on a small Chaos Storm and five Sun Vermin that currently were attacking his realm.

Ragnar got to work quickly and killed the five Sun Vermin. None of them really posed a threat to him, so he casually killed them painfully. His pent up frustration went into torturing them to death, all while the chaoswalker just watched.

As he finished the Sun Vermin and after dealing with the Storm, he turned to the Chaoswalker.

"Why are you here and why aren't you attacking me?" Ragnar asked

The Chaoswalker, who seemed ready to answer any question coughed two times and started "You are mistaken my lord. We aren't loyal to chaos, but to you! We aren't born from chaos, or any other creature, we are created from you! There have been creatures similar to us throughout time, but not identical. We are born from your waste, or as you currently call it access energy and when you were in chaos, you had all the energy in the world. So many of us were created out of you!"

"If you aren't servant of chaos you can't be called Chaoswalkers, so tell me, what are you if that's the case?"

"Well I'm sure you know the truth by now lord Ragnar so I can tell you the whole story, in it's simplicity! You know how you were born as a Sun Dinosaurs and Time Raptor. Not some human in the third dimension. Even if you degraded to the point of being third dimensional, because if your deranged, disgusting monster of a father. But it doesn't change the fact that you are seventh dimensional! You Ragnar, whenever you create access amount of waste produce us. We aren't Chaoswalkers, we merely adapted its element while being there. But now, when you no longer posses the taint of chaos we have rid ourselves of that disgusting parasite. As to answer what we are Ragnar, if you don't know already we are Nightwater Vermin, please accept us into your realm, or we'll really become Sun Vermin!" It said, with determination in its voice.

"Wait, wait, if your my Vermin, does that mean? Wow, I'm really shocked by this!" Ragnar said, unable to form a word. He would've never expected this.

"Lord please save us! We are many and hiding from chaos is impossible. Please accept all of us into your realm. We promise to help you clean this place up. With just one thought up you can bring all of my kind here to serve you!" It said, getting closer to Ragnar and he nodded.

(Meanwhile)

A tainted red hoodie covered a mysterious figure moving through the fifth dimension. It was clouded in darkness and a heavy sent of blood reeked from it. All beings close were escaping or just didn't notice the being. Each step it took, it would travel immense distances, appearing far far away from where it stood before. Each time it did so, it left behind a small puddle of blood. All who approached this puddle fell unconscious and usually fell into the puddle itself and then they exploded into blood, increasing the puddles size.

The being hummed a weird, vicious melody as it skipped through the crowded streets of the filth in the fifth dimension. It was passing through all the poor areas that had yet to gain the wealth of Ragthor's promise. It was a depressing sight, but to this being it was nothing new. It had seen it all, in the end it had felt all their pain and it enjoyed it. Their suffering was great, delicious even. It loved feeling it, the pain of the less fortunate. A feeling it wished ti explore further, but that would have to be another time, in another life! Today it had important stuff to do.

These puddles had a mischievous purpose, a dark, evil purpose. The being skipped a step again and all of a sudden it came to a stop in front of a small house. It walked inside and found a bunch of children, a sight it took in with great pleasure. Children whose parent passed away, those evil parent who wanted their children to be born young and not old. Now they suffered their parent actions and would most likely die in these slums.

A slim, sharp, long finger touched the beings red lips. The finger was pale, like that of a ghost. It opened its mouth and thousands of teeth could be seen. The being asked a fun little question that burned terror inti their pitiful souls.

"Tell me, do you bleed?"

A small house shone red and a small wave of blood came out of it. It flowed quickly and increased in size just as quick. The puddles all over the roads of the slums in the fifth dimension of Ragthor joined the ever increasing ocean of blood. It consumed more and more. Thousands upon thousands died. But with its increase, more and more would die. Before anyone knew it, more then five omni omni quadrillion celestials and titans had been consumed by the ocean of blood rushing like a tsunami throughout the pantheon.

(Author here: hope you like and look forward to tomorrow, I hope you will like the next chapter :) author out :) )