Another bright idea brought kicking and screaming to the forefront of my mind because my muse decided it was more important to start another story that might not go much further than to continue to focus on anything else. This is just a bit of the intro reversing the general ideas about who is on the side of chaos and order. More to come later tonight...
The dragon heir and the princess of the fae...
If someone had said chaos and order could never agree on anything, that the odds of it ever happening would be like achieving the perfect absolute zero mix of matter and anti matter without it blowing up in process. Even the powers that be saw no chance of such a thing happening. However, even chaos and order could have seen the writing on the wall when someone decided to manipulate the very fabric of reality according to their own idea. Such was the case in reality 648925e17. Poor manipulator never knew what they had done. All of heaven trembled as order and chaos shook hands in complete agreement...the manipulator was about to learn, without chaos, order could never grow...
Her name was Ranma Saotome, the wild horse. premier martial artist, man among men, god slayer and gender cursed individual. Some would say the avatar of chaos itself. And so many would be absolutely wrong. As is the case of chaos, order must grow thru chaos to bring peace to those who otherwise would be lost. To protect those who can't otherwise protect themselves. A true avatar of ORDER. This particular avatar would soon show why that was so...
Her name was Usagi Tsukuno, the rabbit in the moon. High school student, romantic, magical girl, and reincarnated princess of a bygone dynasty spanning the galactic arm. Armed with her army of magical girls, most would agree that she was a light in the darkness, a hope from a lost past for a brighter future. The very concept of order most would say, and each and every one of them would be very very wrong. Sure, she and her magical girl army fought for love and justice, but such concepts are arbitrary to those who impose their will or the will of such a past as these young women came from. This is the will of chaos. To repeat the same mistakes over and over again, forcing those who cannot or will not change down the same path until someone fights the stagnation brought forth once more.