Chaos Evolution: Only I Was Granted 3 Wishes

Draco had to become a world celestial if he wanted to continue his connection with Hestia any better than this.

He wasn't going to link himself with it per se; after all, it wasn't a world; it was a realm now. He just wanted to use whatever authority they used to link a world with them, and at the same time, he wasn't strong enough. His realm and authority weren't strong enough to hold up to the expectations of this grand plan.

But this didn't mean he needed to stop everything. If he needed to become a world celestial, this just meant that he needed to do so faster and better than anybody has ever known, and he knew exactly what to do.

"Start the second plan."

"Roger!"

{Chaos Pandemonium}

Pandemonium was just another word to say chaos, but what he was planning on doing, would truly cause double the uproar.

The effects of this spell weren't only on Hestia; they weren't only on the nearby planets… no.

They reached far and wide, and they didn't stop there, as their goal… was to drown the entire galaxy.

This plan was simple. It was derived from the treasure realm, a simple idea Draco got that would completely shatter his current growth progress.

One of the necessary essences to achieve what he needed was divinity; in fact, it was the most important. Hestia at the moment barely had a couple trillon beings and that was far from enough to do anything.

Absorbing divinity from trillions of beings was more than enough to destroy a solar system, but Draco didn't want that, he could do that with a snap of his finger. He wanted to be able to destroy a whole universe, or at least have the divinity necessary to do so.

So, with {Chaos Pandemonium} he spread rifts all over the worlds.

Rifts that would appear randomly in lower worlds, worlds with no essences, with no powers, or those barely growing with EX-rank, and Kings of Essence as the strongest of beings. Worlds who have yet to meet the conditions to unlock the tower.

Worlds... with beings who are hungry for more power.

By releasing rifts that lead to a world of endless possibilities like hestia, people will come in droves, and through that, Draco will have an unlimited, ever-growing source of divinity that he could then convert into essence that would speed up his progress.

Not only that, he could even pick up talents that would further his progress as a devourer. Discover more stories at empire

This was a dangerous plan. If found out by celestials or those who have all the power, they would hunt Draco to the edge of the universe and back. But, by the time they do that, he will have enough power to bring the edge of the universe to them.

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In a modern world with tall buildings, greenery, and mortal humans.

People were going on with their daily lives of propaganda, rumors, and political news. Some are not minding that they're living another day, some hate the fact that they have to live another night, and others are happy to do so.

There was no distinction between the poor and the rich; after all, they all knew that they one day would die and nothing would remain aside from their deeds; thus, there were happy beggars and depressed billionaires.

A thing of the norm in such a mortal world. A world where everybody would hold an opportunity to gain more power with their hands, legs, and nails.

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It was a sunny day, no clouds in sight, and the tall buildings reflected the progress these people have made throughout the years.

It all happened suddenly when a huge rift appeared in the sky.

{Your world has been chosen to experience countless wonders}

{Gates will appear all over your world that will lead you to realm of infinite possibilities, unlimited power, various riches, and treasures unseen by any of you}

{All you have to take is one step… and your lives would change all over again}

Zero's voice was heard all over the world. The sleeping, the sick, the retarded, the hopeful, the rich, and the poor.

There was not a single being who had not seen this.

In a construction site, on top of a pile of wood and metal, a young man wearing a white shit and a builder's outfit heard the voice and wondered what had happened.

Was he hallucinating, If so, why were the others also looking up?

{You've unlocked the system}

Another message was heard by him, alongside everybody else.

A tiny panel appeared in front of him that was with streaks of white.

It showed him a little status panel with his information on it.

"Wh-"

*Crack*

Before he could even fathom what was happening, the piece of metal he was standing on cracked, and he who was on top of it started falling to the ground.

'Am I going to die? Just after something amazing happened in the world? No way! Why is my luck so-' Before he could even finish his thoughts, a rift appeared close to the ground the second he was about to be splattered on the ground.

And he disappeared… he did so in front of everybody else.

"Did he just…"

"So it's true!" They spoke one after the other.

The mastermind of all of this was still in his realm-like form, shaping up the places the otherworlders would appear in to promise maximum efficiency.

He didn't want them to start randomly in dangerous places and die off without giving him at least a bit of benefits. He wanted to milk them off everything they had so he made villages.

Lobbies where avatars he created would tell them what to do; they would give them missions and all that until they were ready to start playing off track.

The laws of Hestia would still be there, and the devas could bless the otherworlders and make celestials off of them, Draco wasn't going to stop that, but he also wanted to implement many other essences, even those dormant in such worlds.

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