Nexo was inclined to cause chaos, dischord, trouble, danger, mayhem, death, life, destruction, creation. However, his whims were circumstantial. Based upon his personal reasons and more solely...the vortex that possessed a part of his mind. The abyss that made up his soul...you could say that he had no soul...you could also say that he did. The Abyss created him. Spawned him before its final hour. Its final breath may have come but it would make sure it always had its mark upon the world. A child of indestructabilty. A child who is both evil and not evil. A child who can give life or take life. The bringer of chaos.<br/><br/>The Abyss's child was a dangerous creation that was spawned out of realization that its time over the earth was coming to a very fatal end. It knew...the world would forget about it. That heaven and hell would believe it long since gone. However, the Abyss had not counted on its seed altering itself. Had not counted on it developing its own mind set, its own thoughts, its own ideals. Had not counted on its seed developing is own personality, its own goals, its own desires. No it had not counted on all of that and so much more. It however, knew...it could still have a slight amount of control over its child. Ever so slightly, planting thoughts and causing reactions to things its seed might have just ignored.<br/><br/>He felt rather than knew or saw...that someone knew of the deeds and events that had occured. Oh yes...the Abyss was still around. Just now it had a living form. In a weird way...its seed bore all of its powers yet none of its known weaknesses...or did it? Only time will tell. He looked around. Frowning a bit. "Now where did I get myself too...hmm...." he looked around and walked quite literally through a wall as he was engulfed in shadows. Like a ghost simply walked through the solid wall. Through it and out onto the other side. Now he was walking on air.<br/><br/>There was nothing on the other side of the wall except the dropping of the cliff. It was a very long drop yet did this frighten him? Not in the slightest. In fact...he took off the power to stand on air. Flicked his wrist and spiraled himself downwards. Sits and pulls out a book and reads it. Okay...he was showing off...who cared? Not him that was for sure. Finally he stood up and landed on his feet. Looking around the beach side. "Wonder what part of the world I am in now...hmm..." He blinks as the sounds of cars crashing followed by the exploding of a plane on contact with the ground. "Huh...must've scared the pilot...oh well. Their fault for not paying attention to where they were going...right?"<br/><br/>He shrugged and walked towards the ocean. Letting the wind whip his hair around as he looked at the rolling waves. "Such a peaceful place....beautiful. Beyond beautiful yet at the same time...sickening. Where are all these thoughts coming from?" he asks the open air. Waving his hand and sinks into the ground. Engulfed and shadows. Reappearing with his back facing the reaper chick. Then walks back out of the bad part of town. The energy signature he sent off similar to the one she picked up. Then it was away from her and heading back into town.