The world was too quite
Too quite. The kind of quiet that made him wonder if heaven itself was holding it's breath waiting to see whether he would explode.
He didn't
Pity.
Inside his chest the chaotic qi coiled and hissed, looking for something to destroy
it found his heart first.
" Ah ," he muttered between clenched teeth," so this is how it feels when creation forgets which way up."
Every vein turned into a battle field fire freezing ,ice burning , light devouring itself. His bones sang like cracked bells.
His body was having a problem with accepting the new power being mortal made it even harder for him .
The system whispered somewhere in the back of his mind.
( Warning host integrity -27 )
( Recommendation: establish inner axis or perish )
Instinctively he pulled his conscious inward and focused his will to a single point. A black white star bloomed at his dantian, spinning lazily against the screaming current. The moment it appeared the chaos around him hesitated as if confused by the audacity of order.
" See, even entropy respects confidence ."
The Qi slammed into the star again and again but each impact made it spin faster and faster. The storm had a center now and the center was him
He guided a thread of chaos through his arm. It ripped muscles, shattered bones and poured molten ice through the gap.
He laughed because the sound of his agony was somehow satisfying
When it ended ,his flesh knit itself together stronger, smoother streaked with silver veins that pulsed like runes.
" So chaos qi is the chisel," he said "and I'm the master piece how poetic."
Next came the soul. He sank into the void within himself until his thoughts began to Frey.
Chaos rushed to great him like an old friend who had always wanted to kill him. He didn't resist he matched his rhythm collapse, rebirth , collapse again , until the storm's heartbeat and his own become one
( Soul synchronization achieved 63%)
(Commentary: improbable)
" improbable ," he echoed with a grin," my favorite word."
At his center the energies folding together, condensed into a gray sphere that drank light and law alike. Around it, spiral meridians rewove themselves, feeding the core from every direction.
He felt the world shiver
[ Chaotic core formed]
[ Stage: fragment of disorder – complete]
" so that's it ," he whispered," the heavens rule that I shouldn't exist but here I am . Still breathing. Still laughing."
He bit his thumb , pressed blood to the spinning sphere , and carved his mark upon it.
This chaos bares my name
The storm inside him quieted down instantly, as if the universe had finally found out who was in charge . The grey glow around him steadied . His shadow lengthened and bowed.
[ Primordial chaos body – stable]
[ Sin points- 180]
[ erosion – 8% - controlled ]
He exhaled, the air bent around him
" stabilize," he said to the darkness, voice dripping with mocked gratitude," thank you, heavens, for not interfering, I'd hate to break you early."
The void offered no answer.
He smiled anyway