The Lord of Madness, Chaos Bringer, Master of Insanity, these were just a few of the many titles he had earned himself over the course of the last three decades, and rightfully so.

Looking back he could see what he did was utterly wrong, and how he should have controlled himself better instead of letting heself be ruled by his unstable emotions. Now everyone was paying the price for his failure.

What had so called "war of chaos" accomplished?
Nothing, absolutely nothing.

What had it done?
Ruin his reputation as well as the reputation of any and all draconequuses, destroy decades upon decades of hard work, upend the lives of countless souls, and send everything into a downward spiral of chaos.

Too late now to do anything about it, the past is in the past as the old cliche goes. Not like he could just reverse time and undo everything, no he was going to have to live the consequences of his choices.

Only thing he could do now would be to summon something to help clean up the mess he made, it would probably just make things worse, but not like he has many options anyway. Oh well, screw it, what's the worse that can happen?