Chaos Report #01
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 being...one of harmony
that could subdue and control discord.
Chaos Report #02
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
...And it is drawn here.
Chaos Report #03
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 inconvenience than I imagined.
I need discord to absorb even greater powers...
this is the the [sic] way to salvation left to me.
Chaos Report #04
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 drive 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 it 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
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 the 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 dealed 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 those 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
The pawns continue to fight this war, split down
the lines of harmony and discord. To my eyes,
their power is trivial.
Yet, there 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 strong emotion. Faith, regret,
fear, it does not seem to matter.
This must be some sort of omen...
Chaos Report #07
A pawn has appeared, willing to sacrifice
himself to further understand the truth of
Was he able to retain his memories, somehow?
Or, perhaps he found a way to escape the
While the way my people pass down memories
makes a physical body unnecessary, in truth,
there is no such thing as a permanently
physical object to begin with.
As if to illustrate this fact, the goddess of
harmony fragments her own vessel.
Perhaps this unending war to create the
ultimate weapon has already brought forth
its own demise.
Chaos Report #08
It seems someone has found a use for
the failed experiments I sealed into the
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 world 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
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 an 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
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.