"Well…" Chaos pointed at Max with his fingers, then suddenly started shrinking until he eventually reached the height of a normal human, meaning he was now face to face with the boy, "I hope you don't mind me not using my original form as it will be easier."
"…" It was apparent by his tone that he didn't take Max seriously, possibly because he knew that he only transmigrated around a year ago, and that he couldn't retrieve the true power of the assassin in that time.
Max remained stoic and silent, refusing to give the god any satisfaction. His gaze never wavered and he held his crimson blade firmly in his hand.
"The name's Chaotis," the horned god introduced himself as he started to circle Max, who followed his movements closely, "but you can call me the 'God of Chaos' if it makes you feel more comfortable."
"…"
