The Primordial Record

Rowan's eyes shone brightly, the ramifications of this discovery were profound, so much so that it changed his entire focus in a single moment, "So it's slaughter then."

His consciousness inside the Crystal Leviathan took the form of a book and vanished. His progress towards the Third Dimension was only separated by a single hair.

Maeve noticing his departure felt something about it was different, and then she shuddered as her bloodline began to pulse, drawn to the direction where Rowan had disappeared.

With a cry of joy that echoes throughout the depths of Trion, she unfurled her wings and transformed into a green bolt of lightning that pursued her master.

The lightning burst out of the surface of the earth, and Maeve did not hide her presence, there was no more reason to hide.

All her Ghren, the soldiers inside her Kingdom had been resurrected, her powers were at their peak, and war was about to begin.

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The sliver of consciousness left behind to peer through the cracks in the Rune did not stop its investigation, even though he knew the overall direction that the Rune was following, Rowan still wanted to know what was inside.

He forced that minuscule amount of energy gained from the death of Rico back into the Rune while wrapping his sliver of consciousness through it and pushing it forward.

With his mastery of energy and the soul, this was something only he could pull off.

The experience as he went through this Rune was one of the weirdest he had experienced and yet it was oddly familiar, he knew he had felt it before. His mind was reaching for the memory but he was being distracted by what he was passing through.

His sliver of consciousness felt as if it was enveloped by several massive tongues that were licking across every inch of it. Even a god would have gone mad with the feeling of violation before they were reduced to less than dust, but Rowan endured.

There was a wrongness about this entire experience that was only weathered by his tough psyche, but whatever this Rune was made from, it was incredibly toxic, and his sliver of consciousness was rapidly rotting to pieces.

He pushed through, knowing the puzzle was going to be mostly completed if he saw what was inside and he heard as much as he felt a dull pop as he emerged in a world of ruin and red, filled with monsters that made gods resemble children.

His gaze was drawn to the sky where he saw a sight he had seen before. It was a moon, a large red moon.

He had been looking for this place since the time he escaped the Nexus and pursued his freedom. For many reasons, the fact that it contained a seemingly infinite amount of Soul Energy was one of them and the mysteries behind this place where he took his first step to become what he drew him.

There were many mysteries that Rowan knew he may never be able to solve, and this world was rapidly becoming one of them because he had searched every record he could find and he could not locate it, yet it was always here.

"Ahh… now it all makes sense, Trion is a Nexus, and this world is your necropolis. Every treasure that your Reflections had plundered across time had been kept here."

A Nexus was an incredibly expensive project, and no one would ever imagine that a massive Major World like Trion, with gods and an Empire was nothing but a container for the true project hidden beneath.

The earth began to rumble and the skies darkened, Rowan felt a chill in his consciousness as massive clouds of soul energy darkened the horizon and headed toward him.

The massive beasts in this place began to rouse, great presences whose powers eclipsed Intent and controlled Wills that rippled across Space and Time.

The last time he was here, he had the pitiful bloodline of a Soul Seizer, and he had been able to drain only a small fraction of power from this place, but with his Nascent Primordial Bloodline, he was no longer draining soul energy a single point at a time, but billions of points in every moment.

His presence was a destabilizing factor to this world that could shatter it to pieces if he remained for long, and the powerful creatures that resided in this place would end him before he could do such a thing.

The Earth and the heavens cracked open and Rowan could see worlds greater than any that he had ever seen before, and they all rotated around the red moon. From his present height, he stood upon, he finally comprehended that this red moon was a Supreme World.

A dead Supreme World. Yet like everything here it still pulsed with power and untapped potential, it was like the wick of the candle, waiting for the first touch of flame to come alight.

At this moment his progress towards the Third Dimension reached one hundred percent.

Everything seemed to come full circle. His first journey out of death was in this place, and the moment he was going to become Immortal happened here too.

The entire world shook, and Rowan smiled.

He had received his answer, and he understood the plan, and he knew how to make it his own. With a gesture, he shattered the sliver of consciousness and he vanished, he did not take any Soul Energy from this place, it was not yet the time.

The tides of soul energy gathered around where he previously stood before they all sank to the ground, leaving a small circle in the center untouched. They were not worthy to go any nearer.

From afar all the soul energy resembled an endless crowd of people of all shapes and sizes, some of them were the size of mountains and others were smaller than ants, and they were all bowing down towards the spot that Rowan had been standing upon.

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Rowan appeared beside Circe in the form of a book and gently landed on her hands, she had been following the course of the battle and his appearance had startled her,

"What do you think about this battle?" Rowan asked her, unlike before, his voice was not inside her head, but he spoke outwardly, and reality vibrated from the sound of his voice.

Circe took a while to answer, her mouth was dry because the scale of the battle she was witnessing had reached such epic proportions she could not even comprehend it.

From the skies to the earth, the entire world trembled as billions of combatants clashed, every single moment bodies fell like rain as powers that could shatter reality clashed.

Endless shockwaves erupted from the continent and spread out into space, as this battle began to draw the eyes of the entire universe. It might be Trion fighting against the might of two Supreme Worlds but the gods from the countless worlds in the universe began to find their way to this battle and watch with bated breath from afar.

They could all sense that the direction of the universe hinges on what happened here next and although they did not understand, they all prepared themselves to defend their interest or fight for benefits, if the opportunity arises. Among the many gods waiting outside Trion, some of them were God-

Kings, and there were even some more hidden figures hidden among their number.

The entire universe was here.