Prologue
Theo stared blankly at the concrete wall. He was in a large room, sitting on a simple folding chair. The wall itself was cracked and dirty, and the room was filled with armed men bustling about.Â
After a moment, James walked up behind him. "Theo, quit moping.You're wasting time."
"How is it that in one day, the entire Chanoran empire became confined to some random old C.O.D base?" Theo burst out angrily. "WHO GAVE IT THAT RIGHT?"
"It has nothing to do with rights, or right and wrong, or any of that! IT'S A BEING OF CHAOS! IT LITERALLY EXISTS TO WREAK DESTRUCTION!"Â
"But what gave it the ability to do this? How could it possibly have won?"Â
"That's a long story."