And anyone who dared wield the essence of day drew their power directly from her.
That unbreakable link made it utterly impossible for any to challenge an original within their own origin plane.
The plane itself became an extension of their will, an absolute fortress where foreign essences withered and died.
Only one original stood as the eternal exception.
Chaos.
He alone could act however he pleased, unbound by the sacred rules that governed all others.
"Don't you think you're doing too much?" the Day Mother asked.
A faint frown creased her veiled features, the first visible crack in her serene composure.
"Going too far would be destroying your entire plane," Chaos replied smoothly.
"This? This can just be considered a warning."
The Chaos Orb he had released moments earlier had already done its work.
In a single, casual pulse of violent energy, it erased a full tenth of the origin plane.
