《Perseus Jackson: A New Order》We meet Chaos' twin
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The man standing before us, looked like an exact copy of Chaos. A lot of others noticed this and gasped as well.
"Who are you?" Chaos asked uncertainty. The new guy shrugged. "Dunno, to be honest, your other half, I guess."
"You guess?" Nyx asked incredulously.
The new guy shrugged once again. Gosh I needed to find something to call him other than new guy. Chaos number 2? Chaos part 2? The Void guy? The guy? Dam you ADHD.
"What do we call you?" Gaia asked as if reading my thoughts.
"And why do you look so much like Chaos?" Ouranous continued.
The guy opened his mouth to answer but soon just sulked. "I don't know," he said, "I've forgotten about it myself. I don't know what to even call myself." We all looked at him in pity. It was sad to see someone who didn't even know their name or who they were. He didn't seem to have the same bitter attitude he had when I met him. He seems more lost and sad now.
He looked up into the starry sky and thought for a moment. "You can call me Telos," he said. As he said that, the Greek word popped up above his head. τέλος(end). As this symbol popped up, a symbol popped up above the heads of the Primordials. δημιουργία(creation) for Chaos, Νύχτα(night) for Nyx, Σκιά(shadows) for Erebus, Λάκκος(pit) for Tartarus, Γη(earth) for Gaia, Ουρανός(sky) for Ouranos Νερό(water) for Pontus, Υγρά (liquids) for Hydros, Αγάπη(love) for Eros, Ύπνος(sleep) for Hypnos, Πόνος(pain) for Algos, Φως(light) for Aether, Ημέρα(day) for Hemera, Χρόνος (time) for Chronous and Μοίρα(fate) for Ananke.
For a minute, Chaos' physical form turned into pure light and then subsided, revealing a female Chaos and new Galaxy floating away from the throne room.
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"What was that?" I asked.
The Primordials looked at me with glowing eyes and it felt creepy for a moment. Chaos then snapped her fingers and a symbol was floating above my head as well. It was Ισορροπία(balance). At that moment, I understood. It was our main domain that made us who we are and connected us to this universe. I then looked at the the new guy and saw Τέλος, meaning end.
"You are end," I said to him.
He nodded. "I barely remember anything. It's like my memory was wiped. Chaos may be able to explain." We all turned our heads to Chaos, who's eyes were still glowing with power.
"When I came into existence," she said, "I wasn't even a being. I was simply an abstract, something that existed, but without a purpose. I then created a purpose for myself. It was to create because I 'created' a purpose for myself. When I chose to have a purpose, it came into being and I created the term which you call purpose. When I chose creation, there were other paths out there too but I neglected them because I was new to all of this and had no idea what the Tartarus was happening."
Tartarus opened his mouth to say something but closed it. No one said anything and looked at her patiently. "You all know what happened after that," she said, gesturing to the older Primordials.
"I believe," she continued, "That when I started creation, chaos came into being. Without anything created, there would be no chaos."
We all nodded in understanding. Chaos seemed like a better teacher than all the teachers I've ever had in my life. I'd probably get an A+ in her subject.
"I'm guessing that since I was the only other being, chaos became one of my domains and so when I started to create the domains of the other Primordials, they became beings themselves. I'm guessing that by one of the laws I set, stating that everything with a beginning has an end to it, End came into existence."
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"But," she continued, "End must have been one of the few things that was created in the very beginning but lost its purpose when I started to create. This means that he," she said pointing towards End, "is sort of like an opposite to me and somewhat of my brother but lost his purpose and was thus forgotten by everyone, including himself." She finished.
The entire Primordial council stared in awe at what Chaos just said.
"Damn," Aether mumbled.
Chronous whistled softly.
"Why did you never tell us this?" Nyx grumbled.
"Yeah why?" Gaia asked.
Chaos shrugged. "I forgot," she simply said.
"What do I do now?" End asked. "And why after all this time, did I have to come into existence now?"
"Wait a minute," Ananke said. "Why were you hiding yourself in the beginning then?" She asked.
"Hiding?" End asked puzzled. "I wasn't hiding. When I formed, I was literally nothing. I then turned into light and was flying past galaxies. I had no idea what was happening. I then smashed into some invisible force, broke my nose and them flew past it."
"Then what about our confrontation?" I asked him.
"What confrontation?" He asked me. "After slamming into the wall, I kept floating around in space for I don't know how long and I then just appeared here."
"Then who was that?" I asked him, showing him the image of the person I confronted. "I don't know," he said. "That guy is covered in darkness. I have a physical form. As far as I know, that's not me."
"Then who was that?" I asked Nyx, my voice shaking with fear. I could see all the other Primordials visibly gulp.
"That, was me," an evil voice said. All the Primordials frowned and stood up. I, meanwhile was just pondering on why trouble always seems to follow me. Since I was somewhat of a Primordial now, whatever was happening was not the work of the Fates or Ananke. Yet, stuff just seemed to follow me wherever I go.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when a cloaked figure, leaking gray smoke formed in the middle of the room. The aura from this one was similar to that of the other 'day' when we spotted him and earlier 'today' when he confronted me. I needed to ask Hemera about this 'day' business.
End and a lot of the others gulped in fear, while Chaos snarled at him.
"Just thought I'd let you know I'm back," the figure said, before lunging towards me with his sword and stabbing me through the heart. He then disappeared from view and I collapsed back into my throne, which immediately healed me.
"What's happening?" I asked the Primordials. They all shared a grave look amongst each other.
"Care to explain?" Hayami asked. "No you two are too young to know about this," Nyx said, before teleporting us away into outer space where we floated around aimlessly.
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