Endless Chaos
Chaos Void Plane: The Path of Reality
Chapter 3 — The First Predator
The small Reality Anchor floated quietly before the young man.
Soft light radiated from the crystal, spreading through the fragile pocket of stable space surrounding him. Compared to the endless storm of the Chaos Void Plane, this small region was insignificant.
Yet it was real.
The young man stared at the crystal with curiosity.
A strange connection existed between him and the anchor. He could feel its structure, its stability, and the way it reinforced the fragile reality around him.
It was like a pillar holding up a collapsing world.
Without it, the chaos outside would instantly devour everything.
He slowly extended his hand.
The crystal responded.
A faint pulse of energy flowed from the anchor back into his body. The connection between them deepened, and suddenly he understood something new.
Reality was not simply created.
It had to be maintained.
The Chaos Void Plane constantly tried to erase anything stable. Even now, countless invisible forces were attacking the small bubble of existence around him.
The anchor resisted them, but the pressure was endless.
The young man frowned slightly.
He didn't know how long the anchor could survive.
But before he could think further—
The chaos outside suddenly changed.
The violent waves of distortion began to move strangely.
At first, it was subtle.
Then the movement became obvious.
The chaos was parting.
Something enormous was moving through the endless void.
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The young man's body stiffened as an instinctive warning surged through his mind.
Danger.
A deep tremor spread through the surrounding chaos as a massive shadow slowly emerged from the storm.
The creature had no stable form.
Its body constantly shifted between shapes—sometimes resembling a serpent, sometimes a cloud of darkness, sometimes an endless spiral of devouring void.
Fragments of broken worlds drifted inside its body like shattered bones.
This was a creature born from the Chaos Void Plane itself.
A Chaos Devourer.
The creature had no eyes.
Yet its attention locked directly onto the small pulse of stable existence created by the Reality Anchor.
Reality was like a bright flame in the endless darkness.
And the Devourer was drawn to it.
The young man felt a wave of fear rise within him.
Compared to the massive creature, his tiny pocket of reality was like a candle before a storm.
The Devourer slowly approached.
Where its body passed, the chaos grew even more violent, as if the void itself welcomed its presence.
The creature extended a shifting limb of darkness toward the small reality bubble.
The space around the limb twisted violently.
Reality began to crack.
The young man's heart pounded.
If that thing touched his fragile reality, everything would collapse instantly.
But at that moment—
The Reality Seed inside his chest pulsed again.
A powerful instinct flooded his mind.
Reality could not survive by hiding.
Reality had to expand.
The young man gritted his teeth.
He focused on the glowing anchor floating before him.
The connection between them strengthened.
Energy surged from the seed inside his chest.
The anchor began to shine brighter.
Its light spread outward, reinforcing the boundary of the reality space.
The chaotic distortions pushing against the barrier slowed.
But the Devourer did not stop.
Its massive body loomed closer.
The void around it twisted like a whirlpool of destruction.
The young man felt the pressure growing stronger.
His newly created anchor was not enough.
He needed more stability.
More reality.
More anchors.
But he had only just awakened.
His power was too weak.
The Devourer's limb of darkness finally reached the edge of the reality bubble.
The moment it touched the boundary—
The entire space shook violently.
Cracks spread across the invisible barrier like broken glass.
The anchor flickered.
The young man's body trembled.
The Devourer began to devour the edge of the reality space.
Bit by bit, the stable region was being eaten away.
Despair began creeping into the young man's mind.
Was this the end?
Would his fragile existence vanish before it had even truly begun?
Just as the cracks spread across the reality barrier—
Something suddenly appeared beside the Reality Anchor.
A strange object.
It looked like a small floating cube made of shifting symbols and glowing lines.
Ancient patterns rotated across its surface.
The cube radiated a quiet but profound aura.
The moment it appeared, the surrounding chaos paused for a brief instant.
The young man stared at it in shock.
The cube slowly rotated in front of him.
Then a calm voice echoed directly into his mind.
Chaos Wonder Artifact detected.
Artifact of Knowledge activating.
Lines of glowing symbols exploded across the cube's surface, spreading through the surrounding space like a network of light.
The Devourer hesitated.
For the first time, the ancient creature sensed something unfamiliar.
Something dangerous.
Inside the small reality bubble, the young man's eyes widened as an overwhelming flood of information poured into his mind.
Knowledge of reality.
Knowledge of anchors.
Knowledge of how to shape existence itself.
And far away in the endless chaos…
Other Concept Seeds began to stir.
Because the appearance of a Chaos Wonder Artifact meant only one thing.
A true Path Bearer had finally awakened. ??
