Endless Chaos — Chaos Void Plane: The Path of Dreams
Chapter 1: The First Dream
Before worlds were born, there was only Endless Chaos.
No sky.
No ground.
No direction.
Only an infinite sea of violent, swirling chaos stretching across existence itself.
Within this endless sea drifted countless fragments—broken memories of destroyed worlds, shattered laws, abandoned concepts, and seeds of power waiting to be born.
These were known as Concept Seeds.
Some would grow into worlds.
Some would become gods.
Others would disappear forever within the chaos.
But one seed was different.
Far away from the forming currents of the Chaos Void, where reality had not yet stabilized, a faint light floated silently through the endless darkness.
It pulsed gently.
Like a heartbeat.
Inside the small sphere of dim silver light was a sleeping consciousness.
A being without a body.
Without a world.
Without even a name.
Around him, the chaotic sea raged endlessly. Massive waves of raw chaos energy clashed and twisted like cosmic storms capable of erasing entire planes before they were even born.
Yet the small silver light drifted peacefully through it all.
As if protected by something unseen.
Suddenly—
A ripple spread across the chaos sea.
A strange fragment began to drift closer.
Unlike the violent chaos currents, this fragment was quiet… almost gentle.
It looked like a tiny crystal sphere filled with shifting mist.
Inside the mist were images.
Mountains rising into the sky.
Endless oceans reflecting starlight.
Cities made of golden towers.
Creatures flying through strange purple skies.
Worlds that had never existed.
Dreams.
The fragment slowly moved closer to the sleeping consciousness.
As if it had finally found something it had been searching for.
Then—
The crystal sphere touched the silver light.
For a moment, nothing happened.
But then the images inside the sphere began to move rapidly.
Dreams collided.
Memories twisted.
Imaginations merged.
The sphere cracked open and dissolved into thousands of glowing threads that flowed directly into the sleeping consciousness.
A deep tremor spread through the surrounding chaos sea.
Something had awakened.
Inside the silver light, the consciousness stirred for the first time.
Thoughts began to form.
Where… am I?
Darkness surrounded him in every direction.
Yet strange visions appeared within his mind.
Mountains.
Forests.
Cities.
Unknown civilizations.
None of them were real.
But they felt incredibly vivid.
Almost as if they were memories from worlds that never existed.
The consciousness tried to understand what was happening.
Suddenly a quiet voice echoed within his mind.
Not a living voice.
But something more ancient.
Concept Seed Assimilation Complete.
Dream Concept Path Detected.
Dream Seed Successfully Formed.
The consciousness froze.
Dream… Seed?
Images flooded into his mind.
He saw a vast dimension made entirely of floating dream worlds.
An ocean of thoughts.
Endless nightmares roaming in darkness.
This place had a name.
The Dream Cosmos.
The voice continued.
Dreams are unborn realities.
Nightmares are the shadows of forgotten worlds.
Those who walk the Path of Dreams can shape imagination into existence.
The consciousness slowly understood something.
The strange crystal fragment that merged with him was a Concept Seed.
One that carried the power of Dreams.
Within the endless Chaos Void Plane, where countless beings fought to control reality itself, he had awakened with the ability to cultivate something far stranger.
Dreams.
At that moment, the chaos sea around him suddenly trembled violently.
Massive waves of chaotic energy surged through the void.
A terrifying creature made of pure darkness passed through the distance—an ancient chaos entity capable of devouring newly born consciousnesses.
The newborn being felt danger for the first time.
Without a body…
Without a world…
He would soon disappear within the chaos.
Instinctively, he focused on the strange power within his mind.
The Dream Seed began to glow.
A small dream appeared.
It was simple.
Just a tiny island floating in a calm ocean beneath a quiet sky.
The moment the dream formed—
The surrounding chaos energy began to stabilize.
The dream expanded slightly.
The island became real.
For the first time in existence, the newborn being had something solid beneath him.
A tiny Dream World had been born.
Standing upon the small island, the being looked into the endless chaos surrounding him.
A quiet realization appeared in his mind.
If dreams could become reality…
Then perhaps even the endless chaos could be shaped.
But he did not know that far away in the depths of the Chaos Void, something ancient had already noticed the birth of the Dream Seed.
Within the deepest nightmare layers of the Dream Cosmos…
A pair of colossal eyes slowly opened.
And the first whisper of a new legend spread through the void.
The Dream Walker has awakened.