The Primordial Record

Dorian’s grin was wide, showing his teeth that were like cinder blocks. Plasma began to fall from the hand Dorian was blocking the lightning blast with, but it did not seem to be causing that much damage to him, if at all, he grunted and began moving forward, and with the wide grin he had on his face, Rowan knew he was enjoying every single moment, and was just toying with Rico.

"All this power, all these potential… a fucki*g rat would be at the third circle by now. If you don’t show me something better than this because I am getting tired of this drudgery. I should have known better, you’re not worth my time."

Dorian’s hand blocking the blast suddenly transformed and extended, as thick flaming vines pierced through the lightning and into Rico’s chest, stomach, and legs and with a flex tore him apart while he screamed.

Rowan Mental Space was now completed and fully reconstructed with everything the way it was, only there were some new additions, which was the increasing numbers of Angels of Char that was being created in front of his Palace.

The Lady of Shadow looked around, shock and awe apparent in her features, apparently she was not aware of the insane resurrection ability of his Ouroboros Bloodline. From his bloodline, he could hear her query, "How is this possible?"

Rowan’s body began to regrow as a golden skeleton seemingly created from thin air, and flesh began to weave itself around his bones, smooth skin sheathing his form. He gasped as he sucked in a deep breath. Alive once more.

His body came back perfect and stronger than before, but was still not strong enough to battle Dorian. His mind began to go through the motions as he searched for the method to win. Not just survive, to kill Dorian!

It would seem preposterous to consider the thought of killing Dorian now that he was no longer holding back, but Rowan knew he was still fighting with his hands tied behind his back, his main bloodline weapons, his Ouroboros Serpent was not with him.

His perception reached the battle, which was now nothing else but a one-way slaughter. Dorian was merciless as he repeatedly tore Rico to pieces as he laughed. Rico’s blood and flesh scattered like rain, and the vines from Dorian hands violated his body in every horrifying manner.

The scent of blood filled the air, and the air began turning red.

He saw Rico gasping in pain and fear. They were both twelve thousand feet away from him, but with his Empyrean senses he could see and hear them as clearly as if they stood beside him.

"It hurts so much… why does it hurt like this…, please stop… stop, I will give you anything you want."

"I thought you wanted to kill me, why do you want to stop now when I’m having fun?"

"You can’t kill me, Dorian, my father would destroy you if you kill me."

"That geezer at the Third Circle? Let him come for me, I will kill him!"

"You are insane… stop… father… mother… Nana… Circe… help… help me, stop hurting… so much. Please."

Rico’s body suddenly changed into lightning and began tearing up into the sky to escape, but the vines from Dorian’s hand were faster and caught the struggling bolts of lightning and shouted as he slammed it into the ground accompanied by a flash of red flames that transformed into vines and held the struggling lightning bolt in place.

"Hmm… your pleas have touched my heart, and I’m a merciful man, I will be a little quicker. Hold on for a while more, okay? Good lad!"

The Third eye on Dorian’s forehead lit up and a long beam of red light slammed into the captured bolts of lightning and a loud pained scream escaped from it.

The red beam kept increasing in intensity alongside Rico’s screams which got, so loud Rowan was sure it could be heard all over the continent. Rico soon rematerialized, appearing with most of his skin and muscles burnt off, and lava pouring out from various long gashes on his body.

"please stop… Circe save me… mother where are you… help me… please…"

Dorian walked up to a battered figure that was trying to crawl away on limbs that were like charcoal, the ground was shaking under his coming tread, Rico stopped and turned around, he had no eyes as they had been burned from his face and his hand extended towards the incoming Dorian as if to stop him.

Dorian never let go of his smile and he collected the trident Rico dropped on the floor, and twirled it around once before driving it into Rico’s neck stopping his cries. "That’s better."

Rico’s eyes widened in pain and dawning horror about his demise. Dorian’s chest began to open up, and his Territory began manifesting, and the surrounding heat began increasing drastically.

"Any last words?"

"Please…"

"No!"

Rico held his hand up in front of him as if gesturing for Dorian to stop, but his answer was an explosion as if a nuclear bomb went off. A mushroom cloud erupted from their position and spread out, sweeping past the now standing Rowan and sending a long pillar of flame into the sky.

When the flames died down, a charred corpse with his melted hands held in front of him was left and the monstrous form of Dorian bent and rummaged around the chest, and he retrieved something glowing from it.

It appeared to be a glowing heart that was blue, Dorian admired it for a while, and then he placed it inside his golden belt, which should be an interspatial artifact.

Rowan felt his bloodline shake, and he knew his third Ouroboros Serpent had just completed gathering energy, and their speed was increasing; however, the most important thing was the purple moon representing his Soul points inside his Palace of Ice, it was twice the size as Rowan had seen before when he created Suriel and it was growing, rapidly.

Rowan called up the Primordial Record and was silent as he saw how many years had been wrested from him for his resurrection and he went grim.

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Name: Rowan Kuranes

Age: 11/28,000

Strength : 8,159

Agility : 5,375

Constitution : 9,194

Class: None

Title: Plane Walker, Chaos Blood, Reality Butcher, Creator.

Berserker (Tier 2)

Skills:

Enrage (Level 6 — Earth State)

Vortex (Level 3 — Earth State

Bash (Level 4 — Earth State)

Dash (Level 5 — Earth State)

Smash (Level 6 — Earth State)

Combo Attack (Level 8 — Earth State)

Bloodline Skill : Eruption (3%)

Passive : Decipher language (complete)

Records:

SIX [CHAOS BLOOD]- level 2 Completed [15,000]

AVATAR OF EVE: Level 0 Completed (10,000)

Legendary Skill : Chaos World Engine [6/6]

Chaos World Engine [Minor]

Engine One – 1,000,000,000/ 1,000,000,000

Engine Two – 1,000,000,000 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Three– 1,000,000,000 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Four – 147,867,665 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Five – 675,000 / 1,000,000,000

Engine Six – 245,000 / 1,000,000,000

Rift Rule: Absolute Body [Locked]

Incarnation Path Unlocked

Path: Chaos Territory Creation [Locked]

Path Skill Gained :

World Soul Manipulation [Locked]

World Recreation [Locked]

World Merging [Locked]

Berserker Skills Upgraded:

Smash :[Earth level 1 → Earth level 6] (Strength + 600 Constitution + 400)

Bash :[Earth level 1 → Earth level 5] (Strength + 500 Constitution + 500)

Dash :[Earth level 1 → Earth level 4](Strength + 100 Constitution + 200 Agility +400)

Vortex :[Earth level 1 → Earth level 3] (Strength + 100 Constitution + 100 Agility +300)

Combo Attack :[Earth level 1 → Earth level 8] (Spirit + 700 Constitution + 300 Agility +300)

Spirit sacrificed to the Palace of Ice

Enrage :[Earth level 1 → Earth level 6] (Strength + 400 Constitution + 500)

Soul Point : 563,116.1245)