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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dog Moon" data-source="post: 2769318" data-attributes="member: 23023">The Chaos LordsShe screamed in horror and hate as she felt the life disappear from another world.  There was nothing remaining, not even the smallest of all the organisms which lived upon the world.  Not a single blade of grass was left alive.  The Chaos had twisted it, disrupted it, destroyed it.  Millions of lives had been lost defending their world in a hopeless battle in which even the Gods themselves were having great difficulty in.They numbered in the hundreds, all the Gods together.  They consisted of every race imaginable of all practices, the evil Gods and the good Gods putting their heads together for the first time in the entirety of all existence.  It was an impressive act and one which took a great deal of strength for all of them to not start fighting due to ancient hatreds or feuds.Evil and Good meant nothing right now in a way all had previously thought impossible.  What the current war consisted of was nothing but the purest form of Chaos is existence.  This was Chaos so powerful, so pure, so chaotic, that it made even the most chaotic of Gods seem the very essence of law.  It was something that even the Gods could not understood, nor did they know where this Chaos had come from.  There were speculations, of course, but the most popular opinion was that it had come from nowhere.  Chaos was random, chaotic, if you will, and they believed that the purest form of it even had the capability of coming to life if chance should so have it, as it had appeared to.Another world perished and Webyrd cried out, tears forming in her eyes and streaming down her face.  She felt the pain of the worlds, felt every single loss within her heart.“We will fight,” some said, angered by the knowledge of what they knew Webyrd felt, though they could not actually feel her pain and suffering.  Many nodded their agreement, their resolve strengthened through the crying of the Goddess.Others shook their heads, taking the screams to quivering heart and not wanting themselves to feel what she felt even for a second.  They wouldn’t consider themselves cowards, but they were most certainly afraid.  “We already have tried!” they cried out.  “How can we win now when we haven’t been able to before?”“We gain nothing from standing still,” Wyrre snapped.“We get to live,” someone said.Wyrre angrily inspected the other Gods.  They were sitting in a great ring with himself in the middle, the spokesGod for the Gods of War who wanted to fight.  Webyrd lay crumpled on the ground in the front row.  Of all the Gods, she was most in touch with the worlds.  It was as if all the blood in every little being also ran through her veins just as it ran through that being’s veins.“Who said that?” Wyrre demanded.  “You know that isn’t true.  You may delay the inevitable, but that’s all your doing.  And a few years difference is nothing to the number of years we have all lived.”“We’ll think of something by then,” that same God answered.  Wyrre narrowed his eyes, but he couldn’t quite figure out who was speaking.“We will not,” Wyrre answered.  “If we have not by now, then we never will.”  He saw Webyrd stand, strengthen herself by breathing heavily, wipe the tears from her eyes, and move to the rear of the assembly.  None of the others paid any attention.  Coward, he thought.  He thought she should be the one most willing to fight, to prevent the pain which was constantly following her.“We will hide,” someone else said.Wyrre snarled.  “What a cowardly action.  That may buy you a few more years, but the Chaos Lords are destroying the worlds one by one.  The world you hide on may as well be the next one to be destroyed.  What good is your hiding going to do then?”“Fighting is suicide.”“So is anything else,” Wyrre snapped.  “At least this way we get to die honorably and with a chance for survival as we gather our entire force of Gods, Good, Evil, and those who are more neutral in thought.  We have never been so strong and we never will be again if we separate now.”Webyrd exited the assembly hall.  While she wanted to defeat the Chaos Lords, she didn’t believe the Gods were currently ready for such a feat.  They hadn’t spent enough time studying the Chaos Lords and how to utilize Law to defeat them.  Several years wouldn’t be enough, but perhaps more would suffice.  She had an idea she wanted to put to use and some of the other Gods followed her, respecting her so much that she had but to leave the assembly and they would follow her without questioning.Wyrre closed his eyes in frustration.  Foolish Gods, he thought, those who believed that fleeing and hiding was possible for long.  He wanted to strike them down, bring anger and power into their eyes.  They could be so much more if they would only listen, but they refused.  They could only look forward at the next few seconds in the lives; anything beyond was foreign to them.Worse yet was the fact that Webyrd had also apparently left, taking some of the Gods with her, splitting their numbers even further.  They had disappeared, taking the time when the large majority of Gods had been distracted by their discussion.</blockquote>

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