He looked at his hand, ' It's completely different now, much stronger than the first time I used chaos.'
He wasn't certain what the changes were or what they entailed but being stronger was a good thing.
He touched the tree trunk in front of him, the tree opened up, memories flooded his brain, after some time he opened his eyes.
' I see, this is the fifth genesis and it seems to be coming to an end as well, according to these memories.
There should be a way to stop it, to end the circle but I'll need to find other fragments to see those memories.'
He left Niflheim, the next place he went to was the western wilderness Nioverllier, the realm of forges or what it used to be.
He ripped a hole in space and arrived directly in front of the tree sitting at the centre of the world.
It was massive but rotten, termite the sizes of cats were eating through its wood, countless holes covered its trunk.
