Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

3 years have passed since Draco became a scientist, and by the second year, the gomen were completely ready to travel to the prison realm, and now they were fully capable of beating the living soul out of any enemy.

Draco's main body, which was always inside the mini dimension, was surrounded by an abyss like light holding inside an ethereal haven of colors, as if imprisoning them inside, not wanting to let go.

The abyss fog that was his Origin Law was encompassing him like an aura, covering him like a mother shielding her son and protecting him from any harm.

This origin law he called sinful chaos, for it was too sinful to exist, and too chaotic to be remade.

This was the tool that was going to follow him for an eternity to come; this was what he was going to forge his celestialhood with, and this was... what he was going to kill his enemies with.

It could kill and revive, attack and defend. It could analyse others and hide him from all sight.

It was a versatile origin law that was able to form or achieve anything Draco imagined.

"It's about time." Draco spoke as his other clones that were hidden all around the estate moved to finish this final battle.

The moment Draco teleported outside the station, the first thing he saw was his army of gomen that had the same physical properties but the air around them made one not find any difference between them and a human; if anything, they were a superior specimen that had the advantages of all the major races.

Most of the gomen were at least lords, a good percent were kings, and the minority... were origin emperors.

Those who were able to become Origin Emperors in so little time were the true geniuses that Draco considered his finest living masterpiece.

He gave them the role of commanders, and they would be the ones to lead the army all the way to victory while he, Leona, and Alexander, who were standing next to him, would directly attack the Imprisoned Celestial of Fate.

This was the plan. And now, they had to act.

The projection of the Army of Fate once again appeared right in front of them, and for the first time ever, the group didn't hide from them; they directly flew towards them.

"Failure is not an option! ATTACK!" Draco's words were short but they were enough to convey his commands.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" The Army shouted with all their might as they launched themselves at the projection.

"Are we moving now?" Leona, who was in her usual armor, asked, looking at the army.

"Yeah, we have no time to waste." Draco replied.

All three of them were Origin Emperors, a trio of the strongest Origin Emperors to ever exist.

"You guys... look." Alexander, who was standing on Draco's left, spoke as his gaze was on their opponents.

Draco, Alexander, and Leona watched as the projection that was always just floating came to life in a way that made them question if it was truly a projection.

The army was so huge it left no way for the trio to see anything behind, but one thing that changed once it came to life was that the backdrop that was always dark from the sheer number of Filthy turned golden, making them question if the crazy bastard they were going to fight was using his army as a moving territory.

"That's one smart thing to do." Leona's expression turned serious, but Draco, next to her, was smiling.

"This makes things easier. Let's move." He said, blinking out of his place once he spoke, not stopping until he was right in the middle of the army.

"Well, well, well, what a great day it is to meet you, Draco Valenstein." What Draco saw when he stopped was a floating chained humanoid of pristine beauty, his hair silky smooth and white, his golden eyes piercing yet sad as if he could feel his own death, but his demeanor was oppressing, expressing his will to challenge his impending doom.

"What a great day indeed." Draco, whose backdrop was a huge hole of immeasurable distance he made by piercing through the army of fate, spoke, his hands crossed, and his abyssal aura unleashed to fight the golden aura lighting the area around Fate like sunlight through clouds.

Alexander and Leona teleported next to Draco once more as they first seized the area before fixing their gazes on Fate.

"So you're the bastard who's been following our as- us all day long?" Leona's mood worsened when she thought of the days they had to keep sight of the army while doing missions, so the first thing she did when her eyes met Fate's was to diss him.

"I see you've got quite a nice bunch around you. I remember when you were nothing but a little goblin. I have to say your progress really surprised me." Fate spoke again, addressing Draco and not caring much about Leona's words.

"Listen to me, dying old man." Draco's aura turned aggressive.

"If you think I care about your words or your opinion of me, you're wrong. The last thing I want to hear before killing you is you yapping all day. We both agree that you haven't been following me around for 5 years just to get all nostalgic; it's your fault you got too lazy to continue blessing me, and it's my responsibility to follow my conditions and kill you." Draco added.

"Well, isn't that quite harsh? I guess I shouldn't be surprised if it came from you. Too bad, I was expecting to have a nice last talk with the one destined to kill me." Fate closed his eyes and shook his head.

"You want to finish this as soon as possible, huh? Very well, Let's see if you've got what's needed for you to do so. I haven't been idle these past 5 years." Fate spoke as the chains that were holding him for who knows how many millions of years started to crack and shatter.

"[Fate Breaker]!"

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