The Primordial Record

Eva sat beside Rowan, her eyes were set in concentration as new and shocking changes were happening inside the body of Rowan for the past week that excited her.

When Andar awakened and unlocked his Spirit Matrix, he released a wave of pure energy that contained among many things, a surprising amount of Primordial Aether.

The Reflection in Andar's body was not aware that what erupted from the Spirit Gate was Primordial Aether since it was just a Reflection, a pale copy of Rowan. It was unknown if such an event happened for every awakening, but understanding the sort of Spirit Matrix inside his body, it was unlikely, only an unreasonable physique like Andar's coupled with the upgrades of Rowan could lead to such a phenomenon.

This was good news because Andar's body was only able to use a small fraction of that Primordial Aether.

With the channel Rowan had linked with Andar due to building his body with the essence of the Ouroboros Serpent, he was capable of grabbing most of the Primordial Aether and only a small fraction had escaped into space after modifying Andar's body.

The Primordial Aether that he collected surprisingly had no attributes, and it slowly sank into Rowan's Mental Space.

The sight that was revealed was shocking, and if a Mortal was to view his current Mental Space, death was the least of their fears.

Rowan's Mental Space was now incredibly vast. Previously when he was only upgrading the Ouroboros Bloodline and was at the Legendary State, his Mental Space was large enough to be mistaken as a Divine Mental Space.

Now…

The Primordial Aether appeared inside Rowan's Mental Space, and its surroundings were just darkness.

An attractive force began to pull on it and it traveled an unknown length of space, and it should be noted that the Primordial Aether was moving far past the speed of light yet it spent a large amount of time before it reached its destination.

The Primordial Aether was in the shape of a silver stream of water, and it soon reached a section of the Mental Space that was glowing with a bluish-white light. The glow was so bright it was like a star.

The Silver stream of Primordial Aether reached the glowing star and Rowan's Palace of Ice was revealed, its size could not be easily estimated, but it was already three times as large as when he was conscious, surrounding the Palace of Ice was the Soul of Erohim but now it had the appearance of a beehive.

The tough diamond-like shell had millions of holes in it, and it was now thin, maybe two hundred feet along the width. Inside the numerous holes in this soul were millions of Angels of Char!

Their form was terrifying and the little vibrations occurring inside their frozen body seemed to contain endless mysteries. Whatever was in the Soul of Erohim, it was a beneficial boost to the production of Angels of Char, every single moment, hundreds of new angels were being born.

Among their numbers were Angels whose potential rank surpassed Sovereigns. Even when they were just Angels of Char their forms were different, some of them were so horrifying or so beautiful it staggered the imagination.

The Silver Stream of Primordial Aether flowed through the god's soul and the Angels of Char and below it was a tree barely thirty feet tall, and it was flowering, and sitting at the edge of the tree with her head resting on it was a sleeping woman–Eva.

The sleeping form of Eva was ethereal as if it was just a reflection. The Primordial Aether flowed above the tree and reached a portion of the Palace of Ice that contained many golden pillars with carvings of massive Ouroboros Serpents that seemed to be moving and hissing, after selecting one random pillar, the Primordial Aether sank into its foundation.

That event occurred a week ago.

Since that time dull rumbles like earthquakes began to occur in his Mental Space and Eva could feel the shift in Aether as the suction from his body increased dramatically, this was enough Aether to power a hundred planets, and for a short while the entire Divine Palace was in commotion, only the protection of the Angels protected the mortals, else such massive wave of Aether would have turned them all to dust. The breathing of Rowan's body became unsteady, breaking rhythm now and then.

Everything soon settled, but on this particular day, Eva had been feeling an increasing sense of disquiet, so she began to seriously investigate every single thing that entered her awareness.

Then she felt a chill down her spine, and her instinct made her look upwards. Her gaze passed from Rowan's impressive physique which was now well over five hundred feet tall to his face, and she went still.

His lashes were a bit open and a golden glow could be seen, it was his serpent-like eyes and they were looking down at her, for a moment she was like a prey hypnotized by the gaze of a predator before the lashes closed and he went back to sleep.

Before she could form any other thoughts, his right hand began to open. It was a simple gesture but due to his size, it brought about a heavy wind that blew through the entire Divine Palace.

Eva flew up and moved to the center of his palm where a tiny Ouroboros Serpent was folded on itself with its head resting on its coiled body, it was slowly growing larger.

A burst of information entered her mind and she realized what she was looking at was a World Seed. Her mouth went dry as on the open palm more World Seeds began to appear and grow, and in a short time more than a hundred World Seeds had been created.

Her breathing began to come faster. He would soon wake up.

The Creator.

Her eyes shone with a peculiar white glow and she shivered, something more had been added to her body. She sat in the air and waited for the World seeds to fully mature, and in that time she began calling all the forces of Angels available.

The time for bringing worlds under the Creator had begun.