The Chaos Door Labaletai licked his lips and continued speaking,
"Although a lot of us were slaughtered, we were still stronger than most of our enemies anticipated, our Father had been wise and the range of our powers across all of us was broad, and a surprising amount of our brethren lived. You would be expected to go to the inheritance ground where our father Chaos is being imprisoned, only there would you find your true self."
Rowan kept one important detail in mind, Chaos was alive and the reason he was missing for so long was due to his imprisonment. Also, did the Chaos Door just mention the location of his prison?
"Wait…. Do you know where our father is imprisoned? Why has he not been freed?"
"Freed? Oh, the foolishness of youth. You can be a mortal and wish for water to be dry but it would follow its nature. Of course, every powerful member of the Chaos Bloodline is aware of that location, it is not hidden as those winged bastards want all of existence to know of our father's shame. Of course, we all want to free our Father, but against the Gate of Oblivion, we might as well be mere mortals, wishing for water to be dry."
Rowan's gaze slightly sharpened at the mention of 'Winged Bastards.' He knew of only one creature whose defining feature was its wings.
"Who is this enemy that could imprison a being as powerful as our father?"
Labaletai sighed mournfully, "You will have to reach the inheritance ground to find out, but luckily for you, they detest the material universe, or one as young as you would be dead, those arrogant pricks. Although I have been hearing some troubling rumors recently about a world called Trion where there have been sightings of a creature with fiery wings, I cannot verify it for now, most likely it is just something else. There are many beasts that can take that shape. You know what they say about speaking of the devil…. You don't. That's how you keep him away."
The Chaos Door did not try to hide the fact that he was scared of these beings with fiery wings. If the great enemy of Chaos turned out to be Angels, then it would be a great coincidence that he had two of such bloodlines coinciding in his body.
'Coincidence or is it luck' Rowan thought
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