Trying to fight Chaos was reminiscent of futility itself.
Chaos was a force of disorder. The unique circumstances surrounding its birth allowed it to ignore conventional laws, so it had power beyond what Damien had seen in his life.
Rather than being incredibly powerful, its nature of bending reality made it incredibly difficult to face.
The laws of Nonexistence were twisted whenever they came close to the being. Nature itself rebelled against its natural order and twisted into something unrecognizable just because the Spiritual God existed in its vicinity.
Facing such a being, Damien realized that everything he tried was going to be futile.
He genuinely couldn't do anything in this state. For the first time, he'd met an enemy that was .
Usually, it was only a power gap separating Damien from his enemies. As long as he reached their level, they were no longer terrifying. Chaos was different in that there technically was not a level of power in the Land of Nothingness. Everyone started and finished with the power to control Nonexistence. To become stronger, one had to understand how to use the power one possessed properly. In that sense, Chaos and Damien were at the same level. The problem was that Chaos was an entity born from the folds of this space. Unlike the children who were birthed in the Land of Nothingness, it was birthed from Nothingness itself after it mingled with the emotions of the populace.
Damien could try and try as much as he wanted, but no matter how he shaped or formed it, Nonexistence would not be able to harm Chaos.
His eyes narrowed as he accepted this conclusion. Even if it was bad for the current him, the knowledge that such a thing was possible was still a good thing to have. Sometimes, using the opposing force was necessary. 'It pisses me off that I have to do this. It literally hasn't done anything yet.'
When it came to Nonexistence, there was only one force that could be called true opposition. And to access it…
Damien frowned as he gazed at the black and red energy form in Eximus' body.
'It pisses me off that I have to do this. It literally hasn't done anything yet.'
Chaos was standing there smiling as if nothing Damien did mattered. It had no intention to attack or fight. After all, even if it weren't for its question, why would it fight?
All it needed to do was stay alive and all of its plans would come to fruition. Damien was the one who urgently needed to kill it so that the control skill affecting the island's strongest people could be dispelled.
Damien had to provoke it into a fight and kill it. He could try giving it an answer to its question, but why would he give away possibly sensitive information? In the end, he would learn the reasoning behind the question once he devoured Chaos. There was no need to entertain it.
Then, to provoke it into a fight, he needed to injure it.
That was why the colorless energy around him suddenly turned pitch-black.
Damien covered himself in Void Energy and cut his connection with the Land of Nothingness. He reached beyond the veil and pulled out a force that diametrically opposed everything about this realm's existence.
For the first time, Existence met the Land of Nothingness. The realm was very obviously not happy with that.
The skies were suddenly filled with black clouds as the redness caused by Chaos was swallowed and spit out. Pitch-black lightning struck the ground all around the volcano, deleting it entirely and leaving only a lake of lava in its place. "You…! What have you done?!" Chaos screamed. It rapidly contained its presence and backed away, trying to avoid the rampant lightning. Its attitude changed immediately once it realized what Damien was trying to do, but it was unable to stop it.
It didn't care if the enemy died here, but the storm had the power to kill even the Spiritual God. It urgently wanted Damien to stop his madness.
Unfortunately, its words fell on deaf ears in a literal sense as Damien's hearing was too consumed by the sound of a raging Nothingness to register Chaos' screaming. Damien frowned.
He could feel the Nonexistence he connected with clearly in his heart. Though it didn't like that he was using Existence, it also wasn't opposed as it knew that Damien's resolve was real.
The force trying to strike him down and erase his existence was a different face of the concept.
It never had just one ego. It was a collection of an uncountable number of nameless faces, all with their own personalities and preferences. Every single interpretation of Nonexistence had its own face.
He claimed one for himself, but he had now offended another. This rage, this pure power of extinction, was the perception of Nonexistence that his own form of the concept hated most.
'Well, I was never planning to die here, so…'
A fork of black lightning flew on a direct path to Damien and arrived in an instant. Rather than dodging, he held his hand out to catch it.
A huge sound shattered the surrounding rock as Damien wrapped his fingers around the energy.
His eyes glowed as he looked down on it.
He was currently surrounded by Void Energy. What did a mere Nonexistence think it had the power to do?
Damien looked up at the clouds and put energy into his hand. Using the strand of lightning as a leash, he dragged the clouds closer and closer.
They tried to resist his will and failed all the same. It had to be remembered that Chaos could only win against Damien because Nonexistence didn't work on him. He couldn't use the Void to attack yet, or else he would have been incinerated in a single second. The Void wouldn't help him solve problems where it was unnecessary. However, in moments like these, it didn't mind allowing him to shine.
The resisting clouds of Nonexistence were dragged to ground level. When they were just above his head, Damien slammed the leash into his own chest and pushed it into his soul.
The clouds had no choice but to follow. The face of Nonexistence that chose to challenge him was forced to be devoured, turned into food for another face.
Even Chaos couldn't believe what it was witnessing.
It had never encountered a force that had the power to kill it. Even the Ancient Gods who defeated him the first time could only seal him and hope that future generations would be able to finish what they started.
That fact allowed it to develop an unparalleled arrogance. It played around and acted whimsical with Damien because it genuinely felt not a single ounce of threat to its existence.
This was different. The storm alone had enough power to erase it, and the storm was only a byproduct of what Damien was originally trying to do. Damien was a real threat. The first one Chaos had ever met.
The instant the storm receded, Damien had to die.
That was what Chaos thought, but Damien had a bit of a different opinion.
His eyes were practically shining with light as he accepted the Godly power within him.
And, as he became a manifestation of Existence within the realm of Nothingness, he grinned.
With this kind of power, even Chaos itself had to tremble before him.