The Earth After Rebirth

The arachnid that brought the armour had a weird expression, but he didn't cause a fuss. He apologised for his daughter's lack of ability. Which Kiro corrected him with, 'It's not your daughter, it's me.'

But the arachnid didn't have the courage to agree to that. Kiro was too strong in his opinion. He had used his ability to check just how strong, he was almost lost in his pool of strength. It was a dark, bottomless abyss that almost swallowed him whole.

He couldn't be measured. That's why he didn't want to be on his bad side. So with those words, he simply smiled at him like an idiot, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

A few hours passed and they were sat. The two throne chairs were occupied by the two with the most strength and influence amongst the groups.

Hubris especially felt weird sitting on a chair, that's something he wasn't used to. Thinking back to his journey with his master, chairs were never part of it. He'd just sit on the ground, but not here. Here he had to be presentable, he had to act like a King.

With just a bite of the meat, Kiro's body vibrated and then split. His body and astral body had split, but they were still part of one essence.

He looked and examined the meat, but concluded it was a coincidence that it happened just when he took bite of it.

He was split into two, meaning he could do different trainings at the same time. He quickly went into his mental world. While at the same time, he was out there holdings conversations.

There wasn't even the slightest bit of interruption. He was there but also here.

'Suppose I should name this world I created. It's always so beautiful, it makes my mental fortitude stronger, so I suppose you're a Paradise of some kind.'

The moment he said it, lightning struck the sky with the loudest thunder he'd ever heard. He smiled, acknowledging that the world operated itself to a certain extent. The fact that it accepted his name, said a lot.

There were only a few who sat with Hubris and Kiro, Belial being amongst them. Also the arachnid that brought Kiro the armour.

Kiro didn't want to admit it, but he didn't quite like them. Especially when they talked, the clicking got on his last nerve, so he made sure to be quick with his supper.

He felt something brush against him, when he turned, nothing was there. But he heard something, the spectres had followed them here. Kiro reprimanded them, telling them to go back.

But they stubbornly lingered, only saying sorry but not considering going back. Kiro didn't really want them to witness a war, they were kids after all, but when he couldn't get them to leave, he accepted that he couldn't shield them forever.

'Since you're here, tell me, what have you noticed.' He asked, they were invisible and had an aerial view advantage, they saw it all.

'Huh? There were assassins following us, but you killed them all? How?' Kiro was dumbfounded at the information. He sighed deeply at the fact that he didn't notice them again, he didn't know how else to tell assassins apart if they didn't let out killing intent.

'You made wind blades?' Kiro asked laughing internally which came out as an arrogant smile there, 'who even taught you that? That's still impressive. But I want you guys to be more careful, can't afford to lose you.'

They promised him they'd stay out of his way, and that they'll stay out of harm's way. Kiro nodded, he didn't think this was too bad. They could tell him what and how to avoid trouble ahead.

Nobody else seemed to have noticed their presence. He was amazed by their ability to hide their selves. He was only worried about the playful one, who could possibly, unintentionally, let their position known.

"Men!" Kiro bellowed standing up from his sit and walking amongst the many tables.

Every head turned to look at him, wondering what he had to say.

"You live in a world with abundant Kaos energy. I don't understand how none of you can use it. I don't want to understand it."

There were various murmers from all the races. Some nodded in agreement.

"Cowardice isn't a pretty feeling from ferocious beings like yourselves. Yes the energy is vicious, but if I can harness it, you can too." He said, taking a swig of his water.

"If I may sire," interrupted the young one who had hopes of being a King's guard. "I agree with you, it's just, most of our people don't even consider it. For what reason I don't know."

Kiro knew what the reason was, even if they didn't. The monkey King created this, their enemy, therefore the older generation refused to use the energy, now the younger generation was just imitating the older one.

"Noted. I'll need only those with strong wills. Those who seek out to fight, those with strong convictions. The energy only bends to fighters. If you're not a fighter, don't come, you will lose yourself."

About a hundred got up to follow the strange man. A mix of hounds, arachnids and hellizards.

He arrived at a spacious spot and asked them to sit cross-legged. They did. He told them to attempt to enter a meditative state, they didn't understand what that was but they tried anyway.

"Master, we don't have time." Hubris whispered to Kiro. "It took you months."

"That was something foreign for me, these guys have lived here for a very long time. It won't be that bad. Give me 3 hours." He assured his mount.

"I'll give you a taste of Kaos, by injecting it. Hold on to that tiny feeling until you can sense it in the atmosphere, try to drag it into your body."

They nodded and waited. He injected the energy to all, at the same time. One immediately lost his marbles.

"Remember, you're not taming it, you're becoming one with it. It'll try to fight you, just show it who's boss." He reminded them while severing the connection with the one who went berserk. He lost consciousness immediately.

He watched them with great interest and caution, as they dragged the energy down from the skies. There were ripples that could only be seen by a few.

Kiro could see in that young hound, important bulges on his body, showing that he wasn't just dragging the energy into his body but he was also creating pathways.

'That's very interesting, he's a talented one.'