The Primordial Record

This was a calamity for Rowan for much of his hidden network in the Empire and the Cerulean galaxy had just been compromised.

This would mean he would have to pull all of his undercover Angels from their duties as they had all been compromised. Rowan was sure that there would be people powerful enough to sense some abnormalities in his angels as soon as fell into that deathlike slumber.

With what had happened here, he may have lost years of progress in his infiltration, but Rowan knew the rewards he gained for the price he paid were worth it.

Rowan looked at the stillness of his Mental Space and smiled, "So this is what it would look like at the moment of my death."

His mental Space was larger than an average galaxy, and it appeared so still as if an entire universe had gone silent. There had been so much activity ongoing inside of this place that he had taken for granted and now that everything was still as a rock, he could appreciate the grandness of this vista before him.

His city of Sheol was still shining, and although it appeared to be moving very slowly, his City was still transforming, in the distance, he saw the four Archangels with their four wings spread wide, suspended in the air as if trapped inside Amber.

Slowly the flow of time was beginning to return to his Mental Space since his Consciousnesses had all returned.

For someone who fed on death, Rowan had ceased being afraid of the phenomenon of dying, and if he survived the next few upcoming years, sooner or later the number of beings in the universe that would be able to kill him would get smaller until he became something like Chaos, a being that could never be killed, only contained.

Rowan now realized that his consciousness pillars served a more profound use than he had first thought about, and every operation that was linked to him was not as autonomous as he had once thought it was, and that idea greatly troubled him.

Rowan did not know when he would be dying, and he was not arrogant enough to believe that he was free from the clutches of death at this time.

Yet he had always thought that at his moment of death, his legacy might remain, including all his children, but according to what he was seeing if he died, all his dominion would follow shortly behind him, it was not easy to kill him and even now, Rowan wondered what it would take to truly kill him, since his Primordial Bloodline was the seat of his consciousness.

Yet it would mean if he was ever managed to be killed, everything he had wrought would be gone, and his story would end.

He did not know how to truly feel about this. and he was silent for a while until he shook himself from his malaise, there was something he could do to avoid that situation, if he could not, then he would just refuse to die.

Rowan must find a way to keep portions of himself alive even after death to make sure that his children will live after he is gone. Not just because of his legacy, but because they were all something great, perhaps even greater than him as their creator.

Rowan chuckled sadly, "What am I, more than a merchant of death? Yet, even if I'm gone, I still want my children to live. The irony of it all is profound." His deep baritone voice echoed over the blackness of the sea below.

The first of the books he collected began to sublimate inside his consciousness, but Rowan was only truly interested in the power system of Trion and the Supreme World of the Mages, and he focused on those.

He had been able to collect a very detailed view of the power system of Trion because of a simple fact, even the supreme World of the Mages acknowledged Trion as an Enigma. Their power system was not rated at the universal level but beyond.

There were some texts that placed the power system of Trion even above those of the Mages, but for the one single weakness that there could only ever be seven gods of Trion apart from the Godking.

It was generally accepted that if the gods of Trion could multiply their numbers as easily as other gods in the universe, then they would be unstoppable in this universe and many others.

The power system of Trion synced with the records of a power system outside this universe.

These findings coincided with what Rowan had suspected for a long time, that his father was the one that introduced the bloodline system into Trion was clear, as he made some simple Minor tweaks but they were generally the same power system as those used by Empyreans!

Since the root of the power of Trion came from the Empyrean of Life, Rowan was not too surprised to learn of this link to the Empyrean System of power.

For the Empyrean power system, there were Nine Supreme Circles, but his father had tweaked the power system and introduced the concept of godhood after the fourth Great Circle.

What was important however was that the godly power system he added after the fourth Great Circle was quite different from what the gods of any other world practiced, and Rowan could not even be sure if his father's version of this power system was more valuable and versatile than the Empyrean Power System because even against a Supreme World like the Magus World, the power system was still on par.

Rowan did not know the true power level of his father, but with all the knowledge he had just collected, he should have been able to figure out how dreadful he was. To design a system of power that was equal to those from a Supreme World would take immense power and experience.

Who was his father?

Now that he had the true map to the paths of power in his hands, he began to slowly review it, alongside the power system of the world of mages.