Amelia's mouth hung open as she stared, unable to speak, her mind struggling to process what stood before her—a massive, lizard-like beast, so large it seemed unreal.
The creature let out a sound, soft and playful, almost like a purr.
"Chao~" it hummed, as a strange light began to glow from its scales, growing brighter each second.
Then, to Amelia's disbelief, the enormous creature started to shrink. In moments, the towering monster dwindled down, becoming a small dark gecko with dark slick skin glistening in the dim light. It hurried up to Spark's shoulder, its eyes never leaving Amelia, gleaming with a strange, intelligent awareness.
Spark chuckled, reaching up to stroke the tiny creature that now perched on him.
"Good job, Chaos," he said, his voice warm with pride. He scratched under the gecko's chin, and the creature responded with another pleased "Chao~."
With a satisfied grin, Spark turned away from Amelia and moved toward the side of the cave. There, resting against the rock, was an uprooted tree, its roots still clinging to clumps of dark soil from the Abyssal Forest.
Its branches drooped under the weight of vibrant blue fruits, each one softly glowing as if brimming with power
Amelia's eyes widened, her gaze fixated on the fruit. The fruits were mesmerizing, their energy palpable even from where she stood. Her mouth watered involuntarily.
These weren't ordinary fruits. No—these were spiritual fruits, rich with the kind of energy that could strengthen both body and soul. Even during her prime, when she was a treasured child of her clan, such treasures had been rare, only appearing on special occasions. And here was an entire tree of them, yanked out of the ground as if it were nothing more than a weed.
"Spiritual fruits..." she whispered, awe creeping into her voice.
Spark plucked one from a branch and tossed it into the air, catching it effortlessly with a grin.
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Spark, still chewing on a fruit, nodded casually. "Yeah, I did."
"I should've known," she muttered under her breath. Only someone with his sense of humor would name a mutated gecko 'Chaos, the Devourer of Worlds.'
Still curious, she asked, "How did you manage to tame it as your pet?"
The word 'pet' hadn't fully left her lips when the gecko snapped its head toward her, its small eyes narrowing. It let out an indignant sound, sharp and disapproving. "Chao~!"
Spark laughed, amused by the gecko's reaction. He stroked its back as it glared at Amelia.
"He hates being called a pet or lizard," Spark explained, his tone playful. "Better call him by his name if you don't want to end up on his bad side."
Leaning back against the cave wall, Spark looked pleased with himself. He grabbed another fruit, tossing it into his mouth as he chewed thoughtfully.
"I didn't tame Chaos," he said, his grin turning smug. "I charmed him—with my great looks, of course."."
Amelia raised a brow, giving him a skeptical look. "You charmed a liz—Chaos... with your look?
"Yup," Spark replied with a playful wink. "Irresistible, isn't it?"
She sighed, clearly unconvinced by his boasting, her eyes narrowing as if trying to gauge whether he was being serious or just having fun at her expense. "Right...charming chaos with your looks."
Spark turned to Chaos, who had finished eating and was now lounging lazily on his shoulder. "Hey, Chaos, back me up here. Didn't I charm you with my handsome face?"
The little gecko unbothered by the conversation, let out a nonchalant sound. "Chao~"
Spark's grin widened as he pointed at Chaos. "See? He's agreeing with me!"