He awoke sitting in a clearing. He wore all black. His outfit was composed of a t-shirt, an overcoat, jeans, and steel-toed boots. His hair was black with a red streak towards the right side of his hair. A portion of his hair covered his right eye. In front of his normal teeth, he had two razor-sharp fangs. His skin was completely white, and he had very tiny pupils, deep red iris', and black where a normal person has white in their eye. Dark energy emanated from him.
"Where am I?" He spoke with a raspy voice. It seemed he was in a forest glade. The golden twilight shined through the leaves of the trees, and they had almost no branches on their lower half. They were extremely tall. He saw a well-traveled dirt path leading from the glade into thicker forest, where the bases of the trees combined with a near overgrowth of rough brush. He knew almost nothing of where he was or who he was. All he truly knew was he hungered for chaos and thirsted for fear. "Fear", he thought, "That sounds fitting. It shall be my name. For I am fear." He realized this with a start. "I truly am fear. Fear ... and destruction."
Then something appeared in the clearing. It was a man. He had long, blood red hair with black tips. His ears were three curved spikes that were webbed in between. He had no face where his face should be. Instead, he had one huge eye on his chest and a mouth across his abdomen. His left arm was a long organic blade from the elbow down. His fingers on his right hand were long, sharp, and bright red. His skin everywhere else was a sickly grey. He said, "I am Dread, God of Chaos. You were created from the excess power released when I became God of Chaos on this very spot."
He walked over to Fear. "You are correct," he said, "You truly are pure fear and absolute destruction, for you were made from the energy of chaos. However, your time has not yet come. You are to come with me. I will bring you to where you can rest until you are summoned. For one day, one who is destined for power will arrive , and change this world forever. I have seen this in the vision I had when I transformed from mortal to god. On the day he arrives, you shall be awakened."
Dread stared at Fear. "Well?" he said.
"Very well," Fear said, "Where must I go."
"Just follow me." They walked through the forest glade and into the thick of the forest. There was much more underbrush than Fear had expected. These trees grew thicker and had branches very low to the ground, so you often had to duck, jump, and push your way through. Not much sunlight appeared in the forest, most likely due to how closely together the trees grew. Here and there he spotted a wildflower or two. They were magnificent, fragrant like the first day of spring and bright with every color of the rainbow. He detested them. They finally came upon a cave. At this point, he was wondering why he had not seen a single living creature that wasn't a plant, but then he realized why. There was an enormous demon in front of the cave.
The cave mouth hung with stalactites that looked like fangs. They walked in through the thick brush that was overgrown by the cave front & met the demon, who had the appearance of a warrior. His ears were that of a dog and light brown fur all over his upper body. He had eyes like that of a jungle cat. He had a golden horn on his forehead that was stained with blood. His mouth was just countless rows of teeth. His arms were hairy and muscular, and had curved, iron daggers for hands. He had a simple chest plate and two metal shoulder pads, all blood red. His lower body was the pitch-black trunk of a python, with crimson-red diamond-shaped markings across it.
"My lord," the demon said as he bowed.
"Stand down, Death."
"Death?" Fear asked.
"Some demons under the service of chaos has a name representing a factor of chaos." Dread explained.
"My lord, what do you require?" asked Death.
Dread replied, "I simply need you to guard this cave from any and all intruders until Fear is called upon."
"I understand. I swear to fulfill my duty or die trying. "
"Very good, Death. That is all, "Dread answered. "Come Fear, we have much to do."
Fear and Dread walked deep into the cave. The inside of the cave was dark and wet. The stalactites were dripping with water. The sides of the cave were covered with an unknown slime. Eventually, they reach a cavern. In the back, a small waterfall went down the wall, the source of the moisture. The ceiling was bare of stalactites here, but the edges of the cavern were full of stalagmites. Trickles of water went between the stalagmites.
"This is the spot where you are to rest until called upon. Do you accept the duty to stay in a state of suspended animation until I come for you?"
"I accept the duty." Fear said.
"Good," Dread then said, "The deal has been made." Suddenly, a flash of light fills the room and all is still. Fear moves no more.
"It has been done."Dread stated finally. "Rest well, lord of demons, for when you awake, you will need all your strength."
Dread walked back through the huge, dripping cavern and back through the tunnel to the mouth of the cave. "Is it done?" Death asks.
"Yes," Dread replied, "I just hope this works".
"As do I sir, as do I"