Chaos Report #01 Edit

Who...what am I?

My name no longer holds any meaning in

this world.

Long, long ago, my entire homeland quaked

in fear of the attack of unknown destroyers.

I searched for a final salvation. At last, I

found it...the power of discord, a power that

consumes and controls all others. Intoxicated

by its potential, my homeland asked me to

strengthen it—to use it more and more.

Yet the one bearing that power had no desire

to destroy any more than was necessary.

Frustrated, the country culled his memories

to create a new of harmony

that could subdue and control discord.

Chaos Report #02 Edit

Even if I can create a being of harmony

to manipulate discord, I cannot recreate

the one I loved.

An irreplaceable person has been stolen

from me. Now, here in this new world,

my new goal is clear, I will use anything

I must to achieve it.

Once, the homeland decided that dedicating

itself to creating the ultimate weapon was

in the country's best interests... It is long

past time to complete that task.

One might ask if there is any connection

between this decision and the loss of

my wife... To that, I say I am a scientist.

I know well the line between public and

personal matters.

...And it is drawn here.

Chaos Report #03 Edit

I have entered into a contract with a certain

dragon wandering through space and time.

I asked that whenever a conflict between

the gods ends, the defeated god be brought

back with new pawns to start fighting again.

In payment, I gave up my flesh. Already, it was

weak and feeble, thus its loss has been

even less of an inconveniance than I imagined.

I need discord to absorb even greater powers...

This is the way to salvation left to me.

Chaos Report #04 Edit

Each of the two entities overflowed with a pure,

unwavering strength. But it was precisely their

diametric nature that kept the power in check

and stabilized the world.

I decided the realms of possibility could not

be allowed to be shackled and end there.

At length, I found a certain intriguing existence...

a knight driven by hatred, trapped within the

chains of time. Discord had called to him...or

perhaps it was he who called discord to

himself. I do not know, and it does not matter.

What does is that he has accepted a destiny

of unending conflict, and that he will stand at

the right hand of discord to see it through.

With this, the eternal war finally begins.

Chaos Report #05 Edit

Harmony and discord are both created beings.

While observing how they acquired pawns to

fight in their conflict, I found that a great

number of consciousnesses had drifted to

this world from other dimensions.

I wondered if I might be able to give those

consciousnesses physical form. After countless

experiments, finally my testing reached success.

The failures were sealed in the Interdimensional


Within the created pawns were some whose

faith in themselves wavered--who questioned

their very reason for living. It seemed that

existence itself was not sufficient incentive.

It causes me to wonder... Were these drifting

consciousnesses remnants created in the

past? Or spirits meant to exist into the future?

This is something no one can know.

Chaos Report #06 Edit

The pawns continue to fight this war, split down

the lines of harmony and discord. To my eyes,

their power is trivial.

Yet, their has been an anomaly. After one war

ended and Shinryu came to purify the world,

some pawns were reborn retaining memories

from their previous lives.

It does not seem to be limited to any one side's

followers, so long as the being in question is

wrapped in some emotion. Faith, repret,

fear, it doesn not seem to matter.

This must be some sort of omen.

Chaos Report #07 Edit

A pawn has appeared, willing to sacrifice

himself to further understand the truth of

this world.

Was he able to retain his memories, somehow?

Or, perhaps he found a way to escape the

world's cleansing?

While the way my people pass down memories

makes a physical body unnecessary, in truth,

there is no such thing as a permamently

physical object to being with.

Perhaps this unending war to create the

ultimate weapon has already brough forth

its own demise.

Chaos Report #08 Edit

It seems someone has found a use for

the failed experiments I sealed into the

Interdimensional Rift.

These soulless pawns are used as tools of

war, destroying the delicate balance between

harmony and discord.

Yet the pawns of harmony choose to stand

and face this challenge, while the pawns of

discord fight on, groping towards an

understanding of the truth behind this world.

The worth of a vessel is fluid, only determined

by that which fills it.

In this, the thirteenth matchup of the vessels

of the world--the god and goddess--one can

only wonder what properties they will gain.

Chaos Report #09 Edit

All men are brought into the world in a flood of

tears. In the beginning, at least, all men are equal.

However, somewhere along the line, this

inevitably changes. Even pawns--while their

makeup is the same, the experiences that shape

them give them individual forms, sending them

down different paths.

The one bringing this long, long cycle of conflict

to and end is a pawn seemingly bred for war.

I was unable to achieve the power of utter

chaos. I could not complete my revenge. And

yet...I have no more regrets.

I can only wish for a peaceful future for the

world that so long ago was my home.

Chaos Report #10 Edit

All was born from hatred--creating this world,

dragging him to it...swearing revenge on those

who ravenously desired power--endless

experiments meant to induce a greater and

more deadly strength.

However, he--they both have taught me

something through this neverending battle...

Even the Great Will himself can be led.

What path will they follow from now on?

As a researcher, I cannot help but be intrigued.