Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP - Chapter 445: Meet Khaos - Erebus, The First Herald of Khaos

Chapter 445: Meet Khaos – Erebus, The First Herald of Khaos

Ash lay on his massive bed in the Sacred Dimension, the soft golden light of the central palace bathing the room in warmth.

Per usual, the bed was crowded with his women — all of them naked, bodies glistening with a light sheen of sweat from earlier activities.

Nia was closest, curled against his left side as she rested her head on his chest.

Aphrodite and Vaeloria were on his right, their curves pressed comfortably against him.

The rest — Sylvie, Madison, Katherine, Rune, Aeloris, Seraphiel, Morgana, Vaeloria, Mira, Sandra, Lysa, and the others — were scattered around them in various states of comfortable entanglement.

Some of them were resting their heads on his legs, others leaning against one another or simply lying close enough to feel his warmth.

While four of them… were busy themselves with something else….

And much like they had been doing over the last three thousand years, they were all watching a projection hovering above the bed — a live feed from Pantheos.

On the screen, Kade — the God of Primals, Madison’s son — stood at the center of a vast, untamed wilderness.

Around him, thousands of powerful beasts had gathered, their eyes filled with feral respect. His entire three thousand was spent here in this world… this galaxy, living life in the most primal way.

Kade raised his arms, his toned frame radiating raw, untamed energy.

“From this day forward,” he declared, voice booming across the wilds, “you all will no longer be scattered tribes… Instead, this is the beginning of the Kemetic Pantheon.”

“Here…. Strength is law, loyalty is blood…. And no man or woman shall be left behind!”

And with that… a Pantheon that would one day be talked about amongst the most ancient…. began its rise.

—–

Nia smiled. “Who would have thought nearly all of them would go on to form factions?”

Madison chuckled. “I guess it’s only natural if they want to spread their magnificence, right?”

Aphrodite traced a finger along Ash’s chest, smiling.

“It’s been fun watching them so far,” She said, “That Drake however….”

Seraphiel sighed, “I’m sure it will all play out properly in the beginning.”

And while the conversation continued in low, affectionate tones as the projection hovered above the bed, showing highlights of their children’s journeys.

The three women that had been busy the entire time had grew a bit carried away, as they felt their objective was in sight.

SLURP!

SLURP!

SLURP!

Obscene, wet sucking sounds filled the chambers as Lucy, Lithia, and Morgana were on their knees between Ash’s legs, taking turns lavishing attention on his thick, hard cock.

Lucy’s lips were wrapped around the head, sucking greedily while her tongue swirled, before she pulled off with a wet pop and passed him to Lithia.

Lithia took him deep into her throat in one smooth motion, moaning around his length as she bobbed her head, saliva dripping down his shaft.

Morgana waited her turn, licking along the side and sucking on his balls while Lithia worked the shaft.

They rotated smoothly, each taking their fill — lips stretching, tongues licking, throats relaxing to take him deeper.

Ash groaned, one hand resting on Nia’s thigh while the other lazily stroked Seraphiel’s hair.

Lucy rose first, licking her lips as she looked up at him with her seven-colored eyes.

“So, who are we watching next?”

Ash grunted, hips twitching as Lithia took him especially deep.

“Ugh, fuck…”

He released with a low groan, thick streams of cum flooding Lithia’s mouth.

She pulled back slowly, cheeks slightly puffed, then turned to Morgana and shared the load in a messy, open-mouthed kiss — strings of cum connecting their lips as they passed it back and forth.

Ash watched the display with dark satisfaction before slowly sitting up, the women around him shifting to give him space.

He ran a hand through his hair and spoke, voice still a little rough.

“Ah, I love you all.” He said as he’d truly enjoyed sitting on his hands and receiving endless pleasure over the last three thousand years.

“But,” He said as his baggy clothes began to appear around him, “It’s time we complete our final workings in these final five thousand years.”

“Ugh, can’t you just snap your fingers for us?” Nia pouted as she appeared onto his side in matching attire.

Ash chuckled and shook his head, “Negative, I won’t do it… it’s not like it’s a tough task anyways.” He said.

“And in the meantime, I’ll be visiting my… Khaos.”

—-

Khaos floated cross-legged in the middle of the void between galaxies.

The emptiness around her was absolute with only the faint glow of the distant clusters.

For the past century, she cultivated in perfect stillness, her body suspended in the void, as the chaotic Divinity within her swirling slowly as she refined her power.

And even though she had been deep into cultivation trying to push herself beyond Tier 16, she could practically feel and see everything around her.

Including the group of shadow cultivators from a Pantheon that had watched her from a hidden pocket of warped space several light-years away.

Such things as this were not a random or rare occurrence.

In fact, beings often kept an eye on Khaos… simply because wherever she went, disorder followed.

Their leader, a hooded figure wreathed in darkness, whispered orders.

“It looks like all the information checks out,” He said, “She’s been alone for the past century… capturing her should be a breeze.”

He then continued passing directives.

Immediately, the assassins nodded, their forms melting into pure shadow as they began to move.

Using Divinity to keep themselves concealed, they closed the distance almost immediately without even stepping out their pockets of space.

Yet, the moment they moved…

Khaos’s eyes shot open and looked directly at each of them as her eyes moved.

In that moment she didn’t move nor speak.

Instead, she simply willed her codex power into action. A power she’d abused since the moment she received it.

|Khaotic Genesis (Tier 5)|

In that moment an invisible ripple passed through each of the ten assassins.

This power of hers had three sub-powers and the instant they were touched; she activated the first one.

|Swallow and Unmake|

HUMMMMM!!!!!

Instantly, expanding rifts tore open directly over each target…. And like mentioned before, Codex powers were not made to be simple.

No, they were powers that literally could not be defended against without a Codex power… in most cases.

The moment the jagged, chaotic rift appeared, the assassins were swallowed whole before they could even scream.

And on the other side of the rift… was a place that was called The Realm of Ultimate Nothing.

A personal realm tied directly to this power.

Once inside, the beings did not die.

The moment they were enveloped in the sea of grey… They simply ceased to be what they were.

Their forms, their memories, their very identities were unmade — stripped down to raw, formless chaos.

From that collected chaos, Khaos activated the second sub-power: Primordial Birth.

This allowed her to create new things from the Chaos she collected through her realm… and in this moment she birthed something new.

HUMMMMM!!!!!

From the swirling grey chaos, a figure began to take shape — tall, elegant, and cloaked in shifting shadows that constantly reformed.

His eyes burned with pure, untamed disorder. He knelt in the void before her, bowing his head.

“I am Erebus,” he said, voice like the echo of collapsing realities. “The first Herald of Khaos. And from this day onwards…. I exist to spread chaos in your name… and help you rise.”

Khaos’s lips curved into a small, satisfied smile as she remained seated in the void.

“Now, go begin.”

Erebus vanished in a ripple of chaos, ready to sow disorder across the verse…. and the neat thing about this power….

Any action of Chaos done by Erebus, it would all channel back to Khaos herself.

With that, Khaos closed her eyes once more and resumed her cultivation.