"I don't believe in your philosophy." Ari curls her fingers. "I won't argue either. I have taken birth in many worlds to save it from the 'said' apocalypse that you and other gods wanted to bring. I am not sure about taking a part in your plans now."
The old man laughs. "Child, you have been a part of it since the beginning. Life and death are two sides of the same coin. You should know it before anyone else."
Yes, she does. So do the beings inside her. Ari looks up at the grey. Colours are bothersome. Grey seems peaceful. A peace that can never be hers now. "Where is Mayhem?"
That's one of the Chaos' names.
"How would I know?" The old man clicks his tongue. "I haven't seen Atvi either."
"Ah… Atvi." A dangerous smile forms on Ari's lips. "She has dues."
"Don't tell me that you are going to find her now?" The old man looks at her curiously. "Abyss."
