Chapter 67: Indubitable

Covered in clawing crows, scrapes, and gashed, Noe hangs low upon the chains that contract him at Chaos' will. 

The blood running down Noe's tongue tastes salty. It dribbles down Noe's chin.

Is this real or all in my mind? Noe asks at the absurdity of the situation, absolutely delirious.

What happens in your mind is what is real, Chao's voice invades Noe's thoughts. 

"I decide what you see," Chaos' head disintegrates into trillions of pieces fragments reappearing a millimeter away from Noe's nose, "what you hear," a crow caws resoundingly into Noe's ears, "what you think."

Pain sprinkles through Noe's body. 

Chaos returns to his sinister position standing before the web of chains restraining Noe. The chains are now well coated in blood and black feathers.