The first child of chaos lived a life of misery, torment, hell. He cried, became cold and unfeeling, and drowned in tears of sorrow, died with envy of his peers.
The second child of chaos watched the clock go by, while looking at their faces full of excessive perspiration, and within it fear. She laughed at them. She was later slain by her very own slaves; those with a determination to rebel.
The third child of chaos was full of mischief. He was rude to his own, and was spoilt with royalty. He became the king later on, but died in war, for his greed went over the edge.
The forth child of chaos was quiet, and thus became the target of bullying. She snapped, yelled, then burnt them at the stake, and soon joined them.
The last - fifth child of chaos... he was unable to catch up with society, and was tormented by his ticket to life. He let emotions manipulate him, but he realised it was useless. He became cold, and emotionless. He loved life after that, and despised society. He survived.
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