Ascension of Chaos

B2 | Chapter 7

Ashley

Unlike what I was expecting, there isn't any actual pain involved with using the skill itself. For some reason I was convinced it would hurt like hell to use. Just like that ascension to Class D did. But nope. Not even a hint of pain.

Although it does feel a little weird. And by the time the transformation is finished, I find myself a decent bit larger than I was before.

Although nowhere near as a large as I've seen the videos of Chaos being. But I look almost just like his raven form. Except far smaller.@@@@

Whereas Chaos is larger than a planet in his raven form, I'm just about four or five meters tall. Somewhere in that range.

It's kind of hard to judge myself without a mirror or something.

I have the same mostly black and crimson coloring as Chaos with bits of purple mixed in, four talons on my raven feet, and my wingspan is quite a bit longer than I am tall. And when I bring out a reflective item from my storage to look at myself, I notice two things. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

For one, I can still access my storage rings despite not having any fingers right now for said rings to go on.

And for two, I have different eyes from Chaos. With mine being the slit versions that I have in my regular form.

Oh, and the item I use to look in my reflection kind of cracks and falls apart because of my gaze.

So rest in peace item.

It wasn't important though so it's fine.

Guess it's both good and bad to know that Gaze of Destruction still works even in this transformed state. The next thing to try though is to fly into the air.

So I do just that and flap my wings, flying up into the sky. And I immediately find it easier to do than it was before transforming.

Probably because the human body – or a humanoid body in general since I wouldn't exactly call myself a human anymore – isn't as designed for flying as a raven's body is.

I fly around for a bit, feeling a rush go through me as I do so. Almost as if flying is just natural and freeing to me or something.

Maybe some sort of instinct that comes with the transformation?

I glance down at the ground to find the rather large crowd waiting at the base of my Spire all staring up at me. Whether they're people lined up at the entrance for some reason or people literally living in a tent who are standing at the entrance looking up. Even some of the people who made fucking houses in front of my Spire are standing on a balcony or at the entrance looking at me.

Why the hell people made houses in front of my Spire is beyond me.

They better not damage the park. I rather like this park after all.

Interestingly enough though, from what I can see, the majority of the people who made homes down there look to be public figures that I actually recognize. Famous enforcers mostly.

Out of nowhere everyone begins panicking and running inside of their homes or furiously looking away for some reason.

If I appeared naked or something.

"I would've warned you," Chaos says as he floats down to land on the top of my Spire next to me.

Hmm. Right.

I look down at Blake with a slightly worried expression on my face. A face that I'm not really used to making. To the point that it feels a little uncomfortable on my facial muscles.

But out of nowhere, I feel arms wrapping around me, startling me into jumping a little in place. And when I look behind me to see who it is, I find Chaos hugging me from behind and putting his chin on my head.

A wave of confusion fills me as I wonder just what the heck he's doing.

Then I hear him mutter, "I'm so glad you're okay..."

I freeze for a moment before relaxing and deciding to just let him do what he wants as I look back down at Blake.

What would his mutations look like anyways? I actually don't know what the Primordial of Magic looks like.

"Most likely just some additional spell circles and runes in his eyes," Chaos mutters while sounding only half focused on what he's saying. "Maybe some glowing veins too..."

Interesting.

Then again, guess he would know. Considering he and the Primordial of Magic were apparently an item.

Chaos doesn't say anything in response to that, so I'm guessing he's just out of it now. At which point I turn my attention to the other form the skill mentioned having.

If I had to guess, this form most likely has something to do with one of two things.

Either my status as the Queen of Destruction. Or something to do with Assimilate. Like maybe it is a form that fuses together aspects of all of my different Skill Trees or something.

Well, I won't know until I try it out.

Right as I'm about to activate the skill again though, I realize a certain Primordial is still clinging onto me. So I just sit back and wait.

But as I do that, I feel my eyes beginning to droop closed for some reason.

Why does this feel... so relaxing? Like I'm being hugged by the parent I never had... or something like that. Maybe.

I hesitate on that feeling for a moment, only to shake my head and finally ask out loud, "Would you mind letting me go?"

My words snap Chaos out of his little stupor as he backs up, giving me the space to finally activate the skill.

Let's see what this thing does.