Deities' Chaos: Chapter 1- The Prince ReturnsDeities' Chaos: Chapter 1- The Prince Returns by Ryysta
Drakious, aged twelve, stood at the edge of his world and stared below at that mysterious place he was soon to become a part of. He took in a deep breath of the clean air, scented with the pleasant aroma of various flowers. He knew each kind by name, he enjoyed learning about the Garden and it’s contents from his mother. She’d told him before there may be many more plants in the world below- maybe even some no-one had ever seen before! He opened his eyes and looked up in surprise when he felt his mother’s hand on his head. Her expression was one of concern.
“Are you sure you’ll be fine on your own? I can take you down if you’re nervous.” He smiled up at her and shook his head.
“ I’m okay, Mom. I think you’re more nervous than me. Isn’t it right below us, anyway?” She nodded.
“You take care, alright? Stay out of trouble!”
“Got it, Mom! I’ll see you later!” He straightened his posture as
Deities' Chaos: A Monologue PrologueDeities' Chaos: A Monologue Prologue by Ryysta
They say everything we know was created in a conflict between two supremely powerful gods. Everyone else seems to just accept this story as it is.
It seems contradictory to me.
How can wonderful things like beauty, love, life...be born of hatred and destruction? Was there a world like that before ours? I’m not a philosopher or anything...but these questions are almost always on my mind. It just...doesn’t make sense.
My name is Drakious. My father was Rano, the brother of the previous King of the Draconian people, Rulo. I never really got to meet them, though. I’m kind of unlucky. People blame that on the odd circumstances of my birth. You see, the Draconians, my people, never really got along well with the Flamarian Empire... we've been in constant war almost since time began. There was a huge battle the day I was born...my father died in battle and my uncle, the King, came home with an incurable injury. He died while I was in his arms.
Even though I was technically n