How the hell did Assimilating Corrupted Growths lead to Chaos?
Not even Chaos, but Primordial Chaos!
Achilles held on to Rose without letting go as he felt like her body was channeling an immense amount of Primordial Chaos that exceeded anything her Existence should be capable of containing. Her attraction of the Corrupted Growths had somehow tapped into the most chaotic aspect possible, drawing not just corruption but the fundamental disorder that predated differentiation itself.
And right now, he could barely see her.
Her eyes released billowing waves of obsidian Primordial Chaos that obscured her features. Her mouth had opened in silent scream, and from it emerged a beam of pure disorder that tore through reality around them with hunger that sought to unmake everything it touched.
Seeing her in this state, he locked the fuck in.
This was his woman.
His only woman.
Fucking nothing was going to happen to her!
HUUM!
