Just a simple work day. Right? Right?!

'But why?'

Why would a higher god care enough to trap something inside it's conscious? Chaos did not know. Higher gods were above things like punishments. Time did not have favorites and it did not give out punishments. Time would always move forward at the same rate, forever, no matter what.

So why had the god of time trapped him here?

As he was thinking, he heard something emerge behind him. Turning around, his eyes widened.

It was a cloak.

Well, actually it was a monster. One that Chaos had been running from for who knows how long.

Seeing it, Chaos started to run as fast as he could. Using his abilities to make the waves move wouldn't work, so he decided to make the winds chaotic. The floating cloak was pushed back and thrown around while Chaos ran.

He kept running, never looking back. As much as he wanted to pray to the Gods for forgiveness, he knew how unforgiving they really were.

The bleak grey skies, the water that was permanently a blood red color, the clouds that spelt nothing but doom and despair when Chaos saw them.

'This place really is hell'

***

Sic had been working for a week at this point. His routine was quite simple. He would wake up, get dressed, and head down to the bar. After working for a couple of hours, he would go back to his room to practice his abilities until he fell asleep.

Today was like all the others. The night before, Sic had made a breakthrough with his blue liquid powers. His knife was finally sharp enough to cut human skin, albeit barely.

Satisfied with how his powers were coming along, he got ready for work.

The day continued like any other. He took orders, cleaned messes, and chatted with the customers. After working for awhile, people started to care less that he was from the dumps, which was a plus for him!

After sweeping a table, Veil called him.

"Sic, we just a very important customer. I need you to have small talk with her while I'm gone, okay?"

Sic was confused.

"Very important customer?"

Veil nodded her head.

"Yes! She weren't supposed to come today, and we're not ready to have her here yet! Hurry and distract her so I can get my father."

Veil quickly ran up the stairs to find her father, while Sic looked around to spot this 'important customer' she was talking about.

It wasn't hard to spot the customer. She was a young lady, with pure white hair and eyes that both confused and amazed him.

Her eyes were pure white, except for clusters of darkness within them.

She was wearing full blue armor with a gray trim. She had a cape on that had a picture of a sword piercing what looked like a sphere.

'Why is she wearing armor on a trip to a bar?'

Sic walked towards her and immediately felt the air tense around her. She made it hard to breathe. He struggled to keep himself stable with the suffocating presence she had.

Walking up to her with the best of his abilities, he greeted her.

"H-hello ma'am. Welcome to our fine establishment! Would you like me to take you to a table?"

She was around a foot taller than Sic, so she was staring down at him.

She nodded

He led her towards one of the empty tables he cleaned and started to try conversing with her.

"So, what business does someone as... pristine as yourself have here?"

She simply stared at him.

'did I... Say something wrong?'

"Uh... Ma'am? Is there something wr-"

Before he could finish his sentence, she grabbed his arm

And broke it.

Sic was overwhelmed with confusion at first.

'Huh!?'

First, the adrenaline hit for a moment. After that, however, Sic felt pain like he never had before

The woman stood up and looked down at Sic, who dropped to his knees.

'What the hell!

She had taken his arm, and broke it in a way that made the bone come out. A normal person would have passed out from the pain, but Sic wasn't a normal person.

However, he really wished he was! He was in an unfathomable amount of pain, and not passing out meant he was feeling that pain in full. Looking up with wide eyes, Sic asked

"Why-"

He tried his best not to cry out in pain.

Sic was, reasonably, very confused.

'Why the hell would she do that!?'

And angry. Very angry.

His vision started to go blurry as he stared up at her. It was then that he saw another figure with white hair coming up from behind the woman. She walked towards him and placed her hand on his arm.

For a moment, it multiplied the pain tenfold. After a couple of seconds, however he started to feel a warmness spread throughout his entire body. Looking down at his arm, he realized it had been fixed, and looked normal.

It was then that Sic's mental finally broke, and he felt onto the floor and passed out. Before he fully lost consciousness, however, he managed to hear a piece of conversation.

"Why would you do something like that! He's just a kid."

"I wanted to test him. What's so wrong with that?"

"So many things that I can't even begin to explain! This is why you're not allowed to go places yourself, you know."

Before he could here the rest of the conversation, he fully passed out.

***

Naslie was already upset at sister. First, she had made plans to go to a bar without telling her, and when she tried to bring it up, she ran away!

Who does that?!

She looked through all the bars that were close to them. There weren't too many, so it didn't take very long to find her sister.

After walking into the bar and finding her sister, what she saw was about what she expected.

Sister was standing over a young boy who had his arm broken. She quickly hurried to heal the poor boy who had come across her sister.

After he had passed out, she confronted sister.

"Why would you do something like that! He's just a kid."

"I wanted to test him. What's so wrong with that?"

"So many things that I can't even begin to explain! This is why you're not allowed to go places yourself, you know!"

Sister sighed

"You can't control me."

She was getting more annoyed with the seconds.

"I don't want to control you! I want you to stop harming people for no reason!"

Sister thought for a second.

"But, there was a reason. He had a cloud around him."

Naslie put her hand up to her head and sighed. Her and sister fought about this all the time. Apparently, her sister could see clouds of corruption on people. Whenever she encountered people with the cloud, she used it as an excuse to harm them.

"That still doesn't mean you can go around hurting them! They're not all bad. Think about The Jester!"

Sister thought for a second and nodded her head.

"Fine. Let's just go home."

Naslie grabbed her sisters shoulder.

"We can't just leave him here, you know."

She looked around and noticed everyone in the bar was giving them looks. As much as she hated being judged, she would rather not leave a kid laying on the floor after what happened.

As she walked over to him, a young girl appeared, followed by an old man. The man looked to be in his late 60's, while the girl looked at most 18.

The girl spoke first after observing the boy.

"Wh-what happened?"

Neslie sighed.

"I'm sorry. It was my sister, I hope you can forgive us"

She bowed her head.

The young girl turned red.

"Wait, what?!"

Pointing at the boy, sister said

"I can explain. But first, get him to his room. I want to have a talk with him when he wakes up."

For some reason, Neslie felt even more worried hearing that.