"Buzz—"
The Chaos Cauldron gave a faint hum, conveying a trace of delight.
Thus, the first cauldron of Chaos, the Chaos treasure—the Chaos Cauldron—was born.
"I always feel that we do not seem to belong to this era."
"A chaotic, shattered power of time and space seems to shroud us."
Nameless spoke slowly. With a trace of confusion, he walked out of the Hongmeng Secret Realm. He intended to roam Chaos and uncover the mystery of his origins.
After leaving the Hongmeng Secret Realm, Nameless found Chaos utterly desolate.
Barren, dead silent, violent—the entirety of Chaos was steeped in silence. Desolation was the only color here.
Nameless wandered through Chaos. After an unknown length of time, he finally encountered some living beings.
These beings were all among the first creatures born when Chaos first opened. Every one of them possessed astonishing talent.
Nameless conversed with them, only to discover that all living beings had been nurtured by Chaos, born from the interweaving of countless Great Daos, and had been given their own names from birth.
Only he himself seemed to be an exception. He had not been conceived by the Dao, but was an anomaly within all of Chaos.
Of course, this did not prevent Nameless from befriending them.
He continued roaming Chaos, seeking the mystery of his past on one hand while hoping to meet more living beings on the other, searching for a glimmer of color in his bewildered life.
He did not know what he should do, nor did he know how he ought to walk the road ahead. He merely drifted blindly through the myriad heavens.
Until one day, within a patch of coincidentally tranquil Chaos, a multidimensional spacetime was born.
This might have been among the first batches of multidimensional spacetimes in Chaos, nurturing countless