Intro

*Sigh* the chore it is to be an avatar of chaos… That’s me, by the way. I’ll fill ya in. When existence began (Not earth or this solar system. Since existence existed.) there were two things. Chaos and order. They weren’t really against each other, they still aren’t, but they are indeed complete and total opposites. Obviously. So we clash.
When it was simply the forces clashing… things were bad. Big bangs happened repeditivly, causing many plains of reality; condense-encies happened as well, threatening to destroy not only the excess realities but all of them. This would be bad. So to avoid it, the universe seems to have sought out two avatars. I don’t know who or even what the original ones were (Order may, damn busy body makes it his job to know all of that…) all I know is that now there’s me and Order.
Before we were inhabited, we actually knew each other. Now we only know each other half of the time. Sad thing that. But oh well. There were other forces that came into being and they found avatars as well but they seem to… burn out… Order and I, well our being inhabited seems to make us live longer. We’ve been this way for seventy years and have only aged a couple. But… I’ve known, like, four fire avatars. Five death avatars. It’s sad. Like their human bodies can’t support the force inside of them.
But Order and I are basic, I guess. Simple. Something the human body is tailor made to contain. Which is cool I guess. I’d hate to be a water avatar.
By the way, I’m not evil. None of us are. None of the forces are and none of those forces avatars are. Death? Nope. Natural. Just as pure and good as Birth. But due to our natures (How we interact with the universe, including you silly humans.) We find ourselves sort of… allying certain ways. Since I took the job I’ve had Death, Disorder, Tragedy, Fire (the only element of the four basics to side with me. Go figure.) and Mania (Fun gal to talk to, you’ve no idea.)always at my side.
Some others come and go but me and those five… we’re tight. We always have been, ever since I met their older incarnations. And to answer that pressing question: We aren’t immortal. A few incarnations ago… Mania got (at that time) himself shot. That was the first time I cried since I became inhabited because he was… close. And what really scares me is that if the universe dosen’t need an avatar for something anymore, they won’t be reincarnated again. Not until they’re needed.
So needless to say, I do my best to keep them safe. It’s the human side, I know, because the Chaos side… can’t think a single plan or purpose through and therefore couldn’t care. That’s why being Chaos is such a chore. I don’t know what exactly I’m supposed to be doing, I just know I’m here and have a lot of power. The chaos side can’t worry about consequences but the human side is terrified of messing something up.
I’m sure Order has something or other planned but… I don’t know what it is and I have a funny feeling it involves getting rid of me and my closest allies.