Ruthless still remembered what her brother had told her: to seek her own happiness.
Her brother's resurrection, the fulfillment of her long-held wish, the better life he now led...
All of it had profoundly affected Ruthless, stirring changes in her heart...
Changes only she knew of, and even she had not fully understood them.
Perhaps Ruthless would never realize what had changed, even in a lifetime.
Or perhaps, when the moment came, everything would change at once.
A hundred thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
Throughout those years, the Shrouding the Heavens World remained peaceful, as did the entire Chaos Sea.
The many Great Powers watched the Source of Time, lending the Chaos Sea an eerie calm.
The surface seemed still and undisturbed, yet undercurrents stirred beneath it, as though a storm were coming.
Even the Chaos Ones who once roamed everywhere had stopped in their tracks.
On the surface, no great turmoil shook the Chaos Sea. The Chaos Ones kept quiet, holding no large gatherings.
Peaceful, serene, almost prosperous.
Across a realm as vast as the Chaos Sea, so little conflict was rare indeed.
But many knew the calm was only temporary.
The moment the situation changed, it would split stone and shatter the heavens, shaking the entire Chaos Sea.
To most Great Powers, this event demanded even more attention than the death of Pangu Opens Primordial Chaos. It was on an altogether higher level.
Many did not know the truth behind the reenactment of Chaos, but that did not stop them from wanting a share of whatever it might bring.
They did not even know what benefits it might bring, or how great those benefits might be.
But surely an event this astonishing could not yield nothing?
Not knowing what awaited them did not