The Goddess of Disorder emerged from the phone booth, staring blankly at the massive explosion happening at the internet cafe in the distance. She stood there dumbfounded because the fire burning down the internet cafe, which was scorching the sky itself, was her very own Disorder Green Flames!
She quickly touched her forehead in silence and discovered the flames were still there, which made her wonder!
"I'm right here, I didn't set the internet cafe on fire!"
"How can someone use the same kind of flame skin as me! Green Fire is clearly a type of polluting energy, how ominous!"
But reality was just that absurd. The Goddess of Disorder never expected to encounter a counterfeit version of her Disorder Green Flames... or perhaps, did someone intentionally make their fire powers mimic this appearance?
Could it have been the God of Hope?
