Chaos exists all around us.  We live our lives based on a series of unknowns.  We don’t know when our hearts will stop beating.  We don’t know when the blood will stop flowing to our brains or when we will take our last gasp of oxygen.  When we speak our last word or what that last word will be.   

In a World at war, it goes double so.  You don’t know where the next bullet will come from when someone will snap your neck.  Where your next meal will come from?  Who your next ally will be?  Who your next Baron or Baroness will be? 

It’s all chaos, entropy, a clusterfuck whatever word you choose from your lexicon is correct.  Our world is filled with murderers, cooks, caregivers, ladder climbers, allies, and enemies.  Wanting to use that entropy to come out on top of whatever steaming pile of refuse is left.  All of them think they can sort out the chaos.  They think they have the mind to piece the puzzle of a war-torn world back together or that they can be the warlord that contains the chaos. 

They would all be satisfied to be the king or queen of a smoking pile of rubble.  But none of them have the vision that I have.  A vision of pristine buildings, everyone working toward the goal of the betterment of humanity on this side of the door.  An educated and scientifically minded Arcadia following the order of the world around them… an Arcadia at peace. 

All it will take is one small sacrifice, one small moment of release all they need to do is… Breathe it in.  In that moment they will also lose the one thing which has led to all this Chaos that pesky illusion of freedom of choice.  No more Seeking freedom, the future Preserved by the power and mind of Nox.  

So, when Kaos comes you will all fall to at my feet.  At the feet of a Corporation that has influenced the decision-making in Arcadia since Zeus claimed his position at the top.  Allowing him to maintain the control he’s held.  The power behind his throne that has propelled Zeus allowed him as much stability until the door was discovered and revealed.  To the one who’s kept Arcadia afloat. 

For I am the order in amongst the Chaos.  I am the point with which all entropy flows.  The one man that can un-fuck this cluster.  The one mistake everyone in Arcadia makes is assuming they are my equals.  None of them stand on my plateau with me.  Every one of them whether they be, a chef, cop, baroness, butcher, or my partner they’re all beneath me because I am inevitable. 

Much like death and everyone at Kaos will find out… In the end, everything dies.  Including your free will and in that moment, I will lead all of Arcadia to a brighter tomorrow where they can all… Breathe easier with Nox leading the way.