The Sun - Lord of Mysteries (fanfiction)

Chapter 56: Chaos and Order

"All rules are ineffective."

As a flash of brass light swept the Solomon Empire, Trunsoest's majestic voice reverberated around the world.

"Trunsoest!" A furious voice thundered from the royal palace, and an aura of "chaos" erupted, sweeping the empire like a black tide.

The authority of "chaos" and "order" collided in a magnificent war for dominance, as the reality around the entire empire began to glitch.

Despite the black emperor's desperate efforts, the Solomon Empire began to crumble, as if it were nothing more than a fragile sand castle hit by a powerful wave.

"No!" "Your Majesty!" Exclamations rang out across the empire as realization struck everyone.

The "Rules" woven into the reality of the empire by Black Emperor gradually faded under "Order" of Trunsoest.

Trunsoest's "Order" is also far from simple; it contains his subconscious desire for the ideal empire he dreams about. The authority of "Order" exerted on reality was based on his dreams, so it wouldn't be wrong to say that his dream began to influence reality.

Trunsoest was able to do this due to the Justiciar Uniqueness, and the authorities of the six gods assisted him throughout the ordeal. He was able to accomplish this largely due to the "Order" of Aucuses supporting him, the "Life" of Lilith relieving him of the burden, and, finally, Amanises' "Concealment."

The "Order" finally clashed with Black Emperor's "Chaos," who fought to prevent it from influencing and changing his empire.

However, even with the support of six gods, Trunsoest's "Order" will only be short-lived.

The reality around the empire flickered and glitched at phenomenal rate. With each glitch, the reality altered.

One moment, it was a paradise with order and balance.

Another moment, it revealed a distorted empire riddled with chaos and corruption.

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The ever-changing realities in the glitches eventually converged on these two. The changes in reality were profound, as everything within the empire was changing as well.

The common people in the capital walked around wearing asymmetrical styled dress, but due to sudden glitch in reality, their dress transformed into noble suits and gowns identical to the fashion in the outside world.

Their habits and manners, which were diametrically opposed to world standards, also changed to perfectly match it. The crooked and lopsided buildings, as well as the streets and lanes, became normal and orderly.

This type of change occurred not only in the capital but throughout the Empire, but this paradise of order did not last long, as the twisted Solomon Empire retuned, with yet another glitch.

The majority of people in the empire were completely oblivious to changes; however, they can be considered fortunate when compared to angels and archangels, who were conscious throughout the entire alterations of reality.

This seemed to go on indefinitely, as the authority of "Order" and "Chaos" clashed for dominance.

Soon, balance was finally broken. Despite the fact that everything seemed to take an eternity, it had only been a few seconds in reality. Finally, the changes eventually settled on the same twisted and distorted Empire.

As "Order" began to crumble, "Chaos" won. With its fall, however, it also completely destroyed the rules woven into the reality of the Solomon Empire.

Suddenly, the sky around the entire world changed as the sun in the horizon rose to the middle of the sky and a crimson moon rose from the other end of the sky.

The sun and moon appeared in the sky at the same time, as one part of the sky became day and another part of the sky became night.

At this point, "Rules" of Solomon were completely lifted, allowing the gods to directly extend their power into the empire and removing Solomon's established advantage.

The radiance of the celestial bodies illuminated the Solomon Empire, eventually converged on the royal palace in the heart of capital.

At a perceptible rate, royal palace became imaginary. However, "Chaos" sprang from within the castle once more, attempting to twist the trajectory of the light of sun and moon.

However, it failed, as the light of the sun and moon shined brightly throughout the castle, illuminating the entire structure. The royal castle then vanished from the material world.

Trunsoest's figure returned to normal in the balcony, and he began falling to the ground unconscious. As the light faded, the brass book dropped from his grip as well.

Alitsa grabbed him and the book, his hands still quivering and his eyes filled with horror and despair as he remembered what he had just gone through. The entire experience completely scarred his heart forever.

He was jolted out of his stupor as a hand was placed in his shoulders. Then he turned around to see Mr. Door standing there.

"Leave the capital as soon as possible." As he glanced at the sun and moon in the sky, Bethel murmured solemnly. "The war of gods is about to begin..."

"However, where could we possibly go..." Alitsa was nevertheless cautious, given their traitorous status.

"Pray to Earth Mother." As his figure dissipated, Bethel said. "She'll look after you and help Turnoest in his recovery..."

With his disappearance, the entire capital began to tremble as if an earthquake had struck, and plants and trees began to grow at an astonishing rate.

Alitsa, seeing this, did not hesitate to mentally recite the honorific name of earth mother. In the next moment, he and Turnoest vanished from the capital.

People were racing about around the capital, terror and panic obvious on their faces, in the midst of the mayhem.

They were indifferent, as they stamped on the national flag, which they once regarded as more important than their own lives.

Adam was sitting on the same bench; 'He' glanced at the flag on the dusty ground before taking 'His' new book and starting to write on the first page.

"Tudor-Turnoest United Empire."

"-Beginning-"

"Chapter- 1 : Betrayal."

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In the vast astral world - which was even more abstract than the spirit world, seemed to encompass all of the universe's authorities and symbolism.

In this infinite space filled with illusory stars, a gothic-styled palace appeared.

Two enormous figures floated towards the castle from the corners of the astral world.

A woman wearing a long, layered black dress that was not complicated but had countless stars speckled on it.

A pair of huge arms covered in dark black short hair grew out of both her torso and waist, but there was a beautiful and gentle face covered in thin black gauze.

One of her two hands held a massive scythe, and the other held the crimson moon. The remaining pair held nothing as though she was holding an invisible object.

Amanises, Evernight Goddess!

A man wearing silver armour with golden streaks that gleamed with light. He had an angular face, short white hair, and his golden vertical iris that glinted brightly.

A pair of massive wings emerged from his back shoulder, composed of fiery golden features that coated with flames.

He held a purple book in one hand and an exaggerated sword bathed in red light in the other.

Aucuses, Eternal Blazing Sun!

With their approach, the royal palace began to collapse. The massive walls, spires, and tower fell one by one, revealing a figure sitting on a black throne to the astral world.

The figure was a middle-aged man in royal robes and a black crown. He had long black hair that reached his hips and deep black eyes. He had angular features and exuded aura of authority and sternness.

Solomon, the Black Emperor!

Solomon sat on his throne, his expression calm and majestic, overlooking the two gods coming for his life from above.

When his gaze landed on the white-haired god, his deep black eyes flashed with rage, and his fingers were tightly pressed in his armrest, nearly cracking it.

"Auceses." Solomon spoke in low voice, but anyone could sense the seething rage hidden within. "It's you again.." His eyes flashed with memories of humiliations he had suffered as a result of Aucuses to everything that had happened up to this point.

His tone finally changed as his face twisted in rage and his black eyes shone brightly. His voice rang out across the astral world as he slammed his arms against his throne, shattering it.

"You took everything from me!"

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Was the war between "Order" and "Chaos" good? That part took me a long time to write, because both of those authorities are too abstract. But I did try my best.