"Don't talk like you took care of demons for good. You rendered extinct one bastard; seven others popped out before him. At least, we didn't have to deal with them after you," Fifth said.
"If you had to, you would. It's YOUR world, after all. Not like me, who left my crush the day I wanted to confess to come to this world. At least there's magic here," First smiled after saying the last.
"Don't go homesick on us. When are we going to kill that guy? I'm sick of you hobos after 12.6 million years of seeing you. I want to get out a bit," a brown-haired 'young' lady looked at First in disdain and said. She was Sixth, the only lady amongst the Guardians, and she was highly respected and feared, for her research was related to psychology and the meaning of life.
The extent to which she would go for her research was best left unspoken.
One thing nobody ever mentioned about her is that she had a little something for Second... Better not tell anyone, or you would be her next test subject.
"I think it's better if you leave that guy alone. From my calculations, the Empire will be a better place if you leave it to him, even if the initial chaos and destruction will be massive," another middle-aged man with sunken eyes, who was sleeping on the table, said without raising his head.
He was Third, a lazy fella who had a neutral relationship with everybody, but everybody liked to take his advice, as the way his brain worked allowed them to find the most efficient solutions to problems.
"I agree with Third. The Anomaly only told us to keep an eye on his empire and never told us to make a move. We don't have to, so why bother?" Fourth, a blond-haired, playboy-looking young man said. Even with his handsome features and young looks, he was well over 10 million years old.
"You're right. We indeed don't have to do anything. Maybe send a warning or something," Fifth said.
"I wanna go out. If you don't, I will, even if I don't interfere with whoever is messing with that guy," Sixth said.
"I don't mind either. I'd rather not involve myself with humans," Second said.
"Hmm, well, if everybody doesn't wanna go out, then I'd rather not either," Sixth turned her head and said.
Everybody remained silent for a second and shook their heads before looking at First.
"Well, if nobody wants to go out, then you don't have to. It's not like the Empress Dowager isn't there," First said.
"And what of the Empress Dowager? She's just a single woman. What can she do? We know she's an EX-Rank too, but she's just boosted by her son, right? She couldn't possibly pose any threat to that guy," Fifth said.
"And what of women, huh? Do you think we're weak? You want me to show you how strong we can be?" Sixth looked at Fifth as the air distorted and the temperature rose to alarming degrees, even in this state of void.
"Calm down."
Fwshhh
With just a single hand, First removed any effect Sixth's anger caused.
"As for the Empress Dowager... you're better off not knowing what she can do. If she didn't act, then we have nothing to do. Dismissed. Second, follow me. I've reached a critical threshold in my latest research," First added.
"Really? Alright, sir!"
"Don't call me sir."
"Yes, sir."
Was there even such a thing as chaotic harmony? Indeed, chaotic also meant unpredictable, so Draco from here onwards was a being you could never guess.
He could be the most benevolent and the most hideous being in existence at the same time.
If you gave him the world, he could either kill you or give you a sweet smile and a hug. You and your luck.
But this didn't stop him from achieving his goals, as unpredictability didn't mean that he could at any time up and say, "I don't wanna conquer the world anymore." No.
No, this is where harmony came in. It meant that no matter how chaotic he got, it would be within a stable spectrum.
In simple terms, he would do what he wanted and needed to do, but the way it would be done would be chaotic.
This meant that the same way he could conquer with violence and evil, he could unpredictably change to do so in an amicable way.
But was that possible for someone going through the demonic path?
Draco was unique indeed, but aside from conquest in alternative ways like bets, charm, and others, he would use the most hideous ways that would get the most emotions out of people.
Remember, what Draco enjoyed most was hearing the screaming of Dariel the Clone Master while he burned alive?
Indeed, what Draco was first and foremost was a psychotic, unfeeling, and ruthless demon that should have in no way existed in this world.
However. Indeed, however...
His existence had greater meaning than anybody, not even the current him, knew.
Draco was no Chosen One... He wasn't. He was something... Even Greater.
He didn't know, this world didn't know, its people didn't know, the celestials didn't know, Truth didn't know, and the great mother above didn't know.
Only a few people knew, and all of them... were too great to talk about.
What Draco did, in all of its evilness, all of its destruction and consequences, had greater meaning than him doing the right path.
'He' chose this path, not when he did, but before. This was him taking responsibility for his choices.
So how much chaos would our chaos anomaly cause?
-----End-----
Eeey y'all, I'm releasing this chapter early today because I have something to do from 3 pm to 5 pm (GMT+1). Enjoy.
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