When we were young, we were taught the distinction between a hero and a villain, good and evil, savior and the lost cause.
However, what if there was good in evil and the savior himself was the lost cause, who survived? And in the end, the only difference was just whose story was told.
Some people believed that the devil was the villain, and no less about Chaos.
He had walked this realm as the villain that caused so many disasters and brought calamity with every step he took. Misery and the scent of death tainted his very presence.
Yet, he had never asked for any of those, he was made that way. To bring casualties and balance to the world, but he was on the wrong side, in people's eyes.
Thus no one would come to him or even sit next to him even for a moment without shivering in fear.
That was the life that he had to live, as he carried out his task, the reason why he existed, but then… the little wolf came to him and accompanied him during his long journey. She was the only being that wouldn't shy away in his presence.
And what Chaos felt toward that little creature was the only feeling close to affection and love that he knew.
Yet, just like what he was made of, he was the chaos, he brought countless deaths in his wake, including the little wolf's.
One night, when Chaos was staring at the bright moon in the night sky, a young girl, with white hair that covered her naked body, came to him, smiling softly at him, just like the moonlight…
"Who are you?" Chaos had asked her, as she sat down on the ground, her white and long hair pooled around her feet, almost covering her entire body, except for her skinny arms.
"I am Blue."
Chaos frowned.
"You named me Blue because it's the color of your eyes," the girl giggled when she saw his expression change.
"No." Chaos sat up straight, he looked around him and couldn't find the little wolf that always came to him, wagging its tail. "Where is the wolf?"
"I am the wolf."
"No, you are not."
The girl sighed exasperatedly, but then she laughed upon seeing his taut expression.
"The moon goddess let me have this form to be able to talk to you. I asked her, though…" she tilted her head, staring at the moon above them. "But, it's a secret. Selene said, I am the first shifter."
"Shifter?" Chaos narrowed his eyes. He had never heard of such a thing.
The girl winked at him playfully. "Selene's new creation."
Chaos said nothing about that and kept staring at the girl before his eyes. She looked so beautiful and somehow, he felt connected to her.
Maybe what she said was right. She was indeed the little wolf.
And when Chaos was deep in thought, the girl stood up and walked closer to him, stood right in front of him, as she stared straight in his eyes.
"You have beautiful eyes," she mumbled and then leaned over to give both of Chaos' eyes a kiss. "Thank you for letting me stay with you and saving my life."
And the next day, Chaos watched his little wolf die miserably.
She was sent to him because he was lonely, but the people took her away from him because they couldn't hurt him…
How could he have any attachment to those lowly lives except for resentment?
That was the day when he turned into a villain in people's eyes. He was feared by them for what he could do. And when he wiped the entire village that had killed his little wolf, he turned into a devil…
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"Bring her back," Chaos said demandingly. It was something that was no longer a surprise, since it was expected of him to ask this.
"The story repeats itself…" Hades muttered to himself when he heard that. "How many times will you shatter your soul to bring her back? You should live as well as a human." He sighed.
"Bring her back." Chaos ignored what Hades stated. He wanted her and he would get her.
"I can't."
Chaos narrowed his eyes when he heard that. He felt the little wolf's fur against his skin, as if she was still breathing. She had not gone for long, unlike before when those people hid her dead body and it was too late for him to bring her back to life…
"Do it."
"Didn't you hear me? I can't." Hades tilted his head and stared at the white wolf in Chaos' arms. "I have resurrected her once, I can't bring her back again."
However, the silence between them let him know that Chaos wouldn't relent until he got what he wanted and now, just like before, he wanted his little pet.
"Unless," he added. "You are the one who brings her soul back from the deepest parts of hell. If you succeed, she will live, but your soul will shatter even more. However, if you fail, both of you will stay in hell forever. Well, I don't mind the last outcome, though," he muttered.
"Do it." There was no hesitation in his voice when he demanded that impossible task from Hades.
Hades' dark eyes stared at Chaos' blue ones. His dark, long hair and olive skin shone brightly under the Moonlight. The underworld God didn't look impressed by the decision that was made by his fellow devil. He thought it was stupid.
"The chance of you surviving is only thirty percent." And he raised his forefinger, in a warning gesture. "I will not help you."
Chaos didn't falter at that warning and kept his stance, waiting for his rambling to stop.
"And even when you do come back, you will bring calamity to this realm."
"I have carried the calamity for my entire eternity."
Hades tilted his head. "What if there is more calamity to this world? Don't you fear that?"