Been reading DC dark crisis comic book. Wasn't expecting it to be that good.

(General P.O.V)

The minute he was through, he moaned. Not out of any sexual inclination but because of the feel of the dimension. It felt like a comfy bed after a day of exhausting work. It was like Chaos had been let loose upon a full course meal after not eating for millennia. That's how the chaos energy in Chthon's realm felt.

A tornado of red and black energy surrounded him. He wantonly sucked in the power, uncaring that he was in a RealmLord's home turf. Chaos had no influence here, at least not more than the owner. Well, time to change that.

He cut off the power suction, and looked out into the surroundings. He stood on a floating piece of ground, that was one of many. Physical laws seemed to take a vacation while here.

"What, no welcoming party?"

Chaos spoke out into the red, yellow and black landscape that was Chthon's realm.

He could immediately feel the difference.

The sensation of being watched, where every grain of sand around was like ocular organs, invaded his mind.

Chaos smiled, the cloak of darkness covering him swiftly washed off his body, leaving him in a black and green outfit. It was a small leather coat, a green t-shirt and black pants. Two black swords in the shape of Equity completed the set.

He pointed them around as he spun with a carefree smile. Chaos cleared his throat and begun to narrate,

"Chaos, the easygoing and friendly cosmic entity, approached Chthon, a terrifying cosmic being of incredible power. Yet Chthon was at first shy, afraid even. So he decided to simply hide himself. Only content to send sneak attacks. Whoosh! Chaos dodged the first blow, thousands of earth spikes flying right by his chest."

"Chaos added more power to the dodge, transitioning it into a clean flip. He pulled back his hand and slashed out with a cry, initiating his own first attack."

The ground splintered into two halves as the slash from one of the Katana's became a wave of darker than dark energy. Hot magma rose up from the furrow created. Chaos landed on the left segment of land, his clothes flapping wildly in the wind."

"The Katana's dematerialized as Chaos grabbed control of the hot magma, calling out to it, causing it rise up in a pillar of hot swirling liquid. The magma managed to wrap itself around him in a dome, just in time to block the millions of red lightning bolts falling from the sky."

"Chaos laughed maniacally as he commanded the lava to move along with his every thought. He stepped forward and threw his hands up. The lava changed shape into a massive arrow, aimed for the sky. Chaos slashed out his hand and the arrow lept forward, bearing up at the clouds of black and red spitting down lightning."

"There was a grand explosion. And the sky lit up with a collage of different colors."

"ENOUGH!!"

The voice cut through Chaos narration and the events he had caused simply by speaking up. Chaos went silent with a small smile on his face.

"Finally, the big bad decides to show himself."

A blast of power shook everything as the false reality caused by chaos manipulation broke apart in small pieces, like a mirror thrown to the floor.

The scene changed to show the real reality.

Chaos was still standing on the floating piece of rock and under him, the rocky terrain was still rocky, the only difference being the lake of lava.

The sky above roiled as a massive burning skull emerged. The chaos energy in the surroundings immediately doubled. The skull looked down at Chaos with a menacing expression. One that promised no mercy.

Chaos, undaunted, flashed a bright smile and greeted Chthon with a friendly wave. "Hey there, big guy! How's it going?"

Chthon pulled back in shock then snarled, his voice deep and echoing. It made the surroundings tremble.

"What do you want, Chaos? I have no time for your foolishness."

Chaos was not surprised that Chthon knew him. Chthon was immensely powerful. He was the hub for all Chaos energy which meant they were intrisincally connected. He had felt Chaos the minute, he and Aden had clashed on mars, billions of years ago.

Chaos chuckled. "Oh, come on, Chthon. You know me. I'm all about fun and games. I came here to see if you'd be willing to share some of your power with me. You know, sharing is caring and all that."

Chthon let out a deep, menacing laugh. "Even if I could, you think I would just relinquish it to a second rate chaos creature? A dog with a leash on his neck and a weak master, whose biggest achievement was to hide when the fight was brought to him?"

Chaos frowned.

"You know nothing of what you speak."

The skull changed forms once more into a writhing darkness full of tentacles.

"Oh really? I know enough! The others might have not felt it, but I revel in chaos. And your master has caused more than his share. I felt his death, then not. He undid time."

Chthon replied.

In my eyes, that only proves why I am loyal to him. He is powerful and knows how to wield that power."

Chaos told Chthon.

"Preposterous. True chaos is never tethered!"

The realm shook with his words.

"True Chaos sees the world crumble. True Chaos is unrelenting."

Chthon sneered, his voice a cacophony of screams and whispers. "You know nothing of true power. You are but a shadow of what I am."

Chaos laughed in response. "And what you are is just mindless destruction, Chthon. That's the difference between us. It's about creation and destruction, chaos and order, all at once. It's the ultimate balance of all things."

Chthon snorted, sending tentacles wriggling in the air. "You speak of balance? Balance is the antithesis of chaos. Chaos is about the unexpected, the unpredictable. It is the tearing down of everything that exists and the creation of something entirely new."

Chaos' eyes narrowed. "That might have been the case for me in the past. But now I see further and it has not only given me purpose, it has brought with it understanding as well. So I ask you this, what about the chaos that comes from the unexpected meeting of two different elements? Chaos formed from order? Is that not a kind of chaos as well?"

Chthon hesitated, its mass of tentacles shifting uneasily. "Perhaps," it said begrudgingly. "But that is a lesser form of chaos. True chaos is the complete annihilation of everything that exists, leaving nothing but the purest form of darkness and destruction in its wake."

Chaos shook his head. "You are mistaken Chthon. That is but a blunt way to use the tool. True chaos is necessary for the balance of all things, the perfect mixture of light and dark, creation and destruction. It is not mere death, but a force that creates as much as it destroys."

Chaos held out his palms.

"In one hand, we have your version of chaos, untethered and unwilling to be changed. Unwilling to adapt."

Chthon's own power materialized in Chaos left palm as a swirling ball of red and black power.

"On the other, rests my version of Chaos." Chaos own brand of power manifested in his right hand as a black and purple sphere.

"Deep within it, is a spark of order. A touch of what gives Chaos meaning. For without order, then what is chaos?"

Chthon hesitated.

"Your opposite...how can you co-exist?"

Chthon's opposite was Oshtur and they hated each other. She was his anti-thesis.

"Balance."

Chaos answered.

There was a brief silence between them and then, Chthon begun to laugh in excitement.

"Yes. Yes! I see it now. You are exactly what I need to reach new heights of power. If I can devour you, then that would give me a connection with Oshtur and I can take all her power away, then nothing will stand in my way!!"

Chaos narrowed his eyes.

"Hey! That's my plan! Don't fucking think I'll let you plagiarize my shit, you walking b movie monster reject!"

He felt his own power buzz underneath his skin, ready for the fight about to begin.

Chthon's tentacle form wriggled around in anticipation.

"I hold dominion over true chaos! Dormammu, Mephisto, even they invoke my name, you are nothing. A mere shadow to your master, chained like a dog. Your purpose is to join me! To serve my whims!"

A wave of red energy burst out of Chthon, culminating in a biting wind with millions of screaming faces that pushed everything away.

Chaos burst apart into a jagged wave of lightning and escaped to the skies, jumping over the red blast of power. The Landscape under changed forms, from a rough black, rocky terrain with to a few pieces of land in the molten lake caused by Chaos.

Chaos spread out his hands, behind him numerous swirling shadow portals manifesting at his back.

"Dark Gates of Babylon."

Sharp weapons emerged out of the portals. Chaos waved his left hand. They shot at almost the speed of light and fell upon Chthon's position, destroying his tentacle body under the onslaught of attacks.

In the sky, Chaos pushed out his right hand towards the side. The rest of the portals behind him changed to face that new direction. The weapons inside flew out like a gale. Just in time to slam into a massive hand made out of the red and black clouds in the sky.

Chaos, snapped a finger and smiled.

"Explode."

The weapon constructs on the clouds and on the ground exploded in waves of black energy.

The shockwaves produced pushed everything away in the distance of 500 light years. The land they were on was swallowed by the blaze of power.

In the middle of the zone of nothingness, Chaos floated about happily. He had his hooks in. Finally. Around the boundaries of the empty section that Chaos had devoured into himself, Chthon's presence showed itself.

"I understand now. Your attack pushed away my influence so that you could gain a footing in my dimension. Commendable efforts but you will ultimately fail."

Chthon informed him, changing his body into a form more combat proficient.

"Oh this is gonna be fun."

Chaos muttered.