In the distance, the God of Chaos reformed and leisurely explained: "As you can see, this is my original form... or rather, my mother entity."
"Mother entity?"
"When I first came into being, I had no ability to reproduce, akin to an alien visitor, alone in this world, surrounded by an indescribable solitude."
"Just as spiders are born to weave webs, rabbits are born to dig burrows, I, fresh and untouched like a blank slate, had my own instincts: reproduction, and the search for a stone originating from the same source as I."
"These two instincts were, in fact, one and the same; as long as I found this stone, I could complete reproduction, allowing my lineage to take root and thrive in this world, no longer lonely."
The God of Chaos looked at the massive stone plate at the back: "I followed my instincts, searching across the continent, eventually finding this stone plate within the World-Creating Mountain."
