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Chaos woke up refreshed today, although there was a small dungeon core sleeping over his stomach.

Of course, if he didn't want it to sleep at his side he would have told it to not, but because Chaos felt responsible for the creation of this young creature, that unlike the other summoned monsters didn't possess previously earned or artificially injected experience, he had decided to take care of it whenever he could.

He wasn't going to suddenly shift his life as that of a father and throw away everything else though, he was still set on his goals, and Erebus here was but a little distractor, one that perhaps might bring a lot of interesting things to the table. Due to its existence as a unique being, a Dungeon Dragon, Chaos might find a way to acquire new soldiers and also resources through his dungeon powers.

Although the dungeon itself was also doing so, the production was fairly slow, as it was a static being that was holed in the ground. Although as long as it continued to gain his miasma, it would certainly produce more monsters and riches.

Nonetheless, with Erebus here, such a production could now be doubled.

He still wondered if it could be possible to slice apart the dungeon to produce more "twins" such as Erebus here, but he considered that such a thing wouldn't work a second time and that perhaps for the trigger and the actual thing to happen, something else was needed.

And those were emotions, maybe.

It was rather obvious at this point, Erebus was born from the desire formed by the ego of the Dungeon Core, which desired to be more time with the person that brought him warmth and that "make it feel whole".

It was a strange concept for Chaos, certainly, but he was still assessing the turmoil of emotions within his chaotic mind.

Nonetheless, having a child or not did affect his mindset, nor would it make him softer… Of course, Chaos had begun to grow gentler towards those that served him and that he saw as "family", and so, this included Erebus.

However, his mindset was strong and his will unbreakable, despite developing strong emotions that made him seem "human" to an extent, within his mind there was something that not even humans could comprehend, a darkness and constant and twisting chaos that could not be easily comprehended not even by the Gods themselves.

The nature of Chaos was still unclear, he often did things that contradicted his previous acts, and often he changed his thought and perception of things as he developed and went through more experiences.

However, deep within it, one could say that he did had a nature.

A Chaotic Nature.

He didn't let himself be manipulated by any sense of morality nor righteousness. To explain Chaos thought process, it could be easily said that he… did whatever he pleased.

He did whatever he felt like. He didn't align to any faction that was forced over him, this is why he disliked being called evil, it wasn't a concept that he was familiar with, and if he were to embrace merely being called "Evil" then the enemy would be one winning, as they had imposed a title over him that didn't represent the complexity of his persona.

Simply put, Chaos disliked being called evil or good, he didn't like to be called any of that, he simply liked to be himself and do as he pleased, to have a fulfilling life, that was it.

He had found warmth and happiness through his servants, those that were close to him, and had decided to embrace this feeling and accept this, but this didn't mean that he would become soft and would somehow forgive the life of an enemy that had threatened his life. Even less if it was a tasty one.

Even more, he also planned to kill people that had not done anything to him too. He was rather selective about whose he would accept as family and who he would not. Ad this by itself could already be considered insanity by many righteous people.

His life was not going to be the life of a villain, but the life of someone that does as he pleases. If he somewhat seems to look like a villain to others, or as a hero to others, he wouldn't care.

Chaos gripped his fists as he found new resolve on his deep thoughts, despite being so young in this world, he was developing at an immensely fast pace.

He found it amusing to develop more thoughts and to have something else within his mind than the desire of dying that he always had in his previous life, he was finally comprehending what was living and thinking by himself, and to not be a mere guinea pig.

Due to such a trauma, Chaos disliked being used by others and would do anything he could to be free, to be a free soul.

He had started as a blank slate, but slowly, he developed emotions and was slowly forging a true self. If he were to stay as a cold-blooded monster with no critical thinking nor deep thoughts, what could there even to enjoy?

Life was enjoyed by those that could perceive life as something else than surviving, to sit and smell the roses, as they say.

Even the natural perception that people had over monsters was wrong, even those that didn't have intelligence would sometimes sit down and relax, to enjoy life with their families. Many species of monsters lived with large families, colonies, and more, and they enjoyed life together as they simply… lived.

This was Chaos' primary goal, to live.

But as a former human, and as someone born with a developed brain, he developed emotions and deep thoughts, and the more he developed and thought about things, the better all of such emotions and thoughts would become.

This is why he had begun to appreciate those that helped him develop these things, as he slowly found it fulfilling to forge his own personality and nature through their stimulation and the experience they brought to his life…

"I am hungry." He thought.

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