The Primordial Record

The many roving eyes of Doom Star were slowly congregating in their area as the shielding around their bodies was slowly being taken apart by its malevolent Will, although broken, there was nothing weak about this entity.

Rowan nodded at the warning of Old Man Seed, the cracking sound from the shield increasing, and he closed his eyes, purging the sound and the surroundings from his perception, the only thing he could hear was his breathing which sounded like thunder.

He had gone through several harrowing experiences in his life without flinching, and yet his instincts were screaming at him at this time, that what was to come would be vastly different from anything he had faced before.

There was a chance that he might perish.

This thought did not draw much concern from Rowan, he only shifted his gaze inward and made preparations to guarantee that his journey to Doom Star was stable. He did not know which resources he would be able to call upon inside this strange and malevolent place, but one thing was certain, no matter how terrible this place would be, they had never met anything like him before.

The gaze of all creation was blocked from entering this place. Good, this meant he could go all out. He felt it, a fraction of a moment before he was launched toward Doom Star, a premonition that it was about the begin, the great change and his Ascension to the peak of the Supreme Circle.

The shields covering them collapsed with a loud crash and Rowan braced himself as the force covering his body compacted him into a thin stream of light, he thought he heard Old Man Seed grunt in surprise. In the moments before he was lifted by the old man, Rowan had drawn into his core a greater portion of his dimension, converting all the mass he had to energy. He had learned how to do this a long time ago due to understanding how his Eruption technique worked, but he hardly used this method due to how heavy he had become after he became a dimension.

His mass was nearly incalculable and transforming all of those into energy took a toll on his consciousness that he could not hold for long. He could barely maintain it for an hour if he used his entire consciousness power.

It should have been enough to deceive Old Man Seed but when he was unexpectedly squeezed into a beam of light, a few fractions of his weight escaped his leash of energy, and to Old Man Seed it would seem as if his weight had suddenly increased from a few thousand kilograms to tens of millions of tonnes! It would seem as if a small rock had transformed into a continent.

Whatever effect this would have on the old man was no longer Rowan's concern as he felt his body being subjected to unreasonable forces that had somehow heightened dramatically to reflect his increased weight.

The old man had instantly judged with the shift in his mass that Rowan should be able to take a greater amount of punishment and without any hesitation, he had instantly increased the power he placed into launching him towards the star.

Rowan felt time and space shift, was compressed and shattered as the speeds he was undergoing placed whatever he had previously experienced to shame.

At the edge of his perception, he could hear the laughter of Old Man Seed and countless roars as if emerging from the deepest pits of perdition. A loud crack resounded as if reality was ending, and his senses perceived no more.

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Flashing lights! Feeling of disorientation… Rowan could feel himself being squeezed through a tight membrane, and for a moment he felt almost like a child being birthed from a diseased womb, then mercifully there was light, and he perceived his surroundings with his gaze and noticed that he no longer had the shape of a man or a beam of light.

Instead, he was a piece of rock that was shaped like an egg falling from an incredible height.

Rowan tried to push his perception inward as he did not care about what he was about to face before he checked his status but he was denied, a formless pressure restricted his perception, and after trying to break through it for a while, he left it alone and brought his perception outwards, he already had a clue about what was happening.

In the time that he was busy trying to access his Mental Space, the falling rocky egg had far exceeded terminal velocity, and was still increasing. He could not control his flight or understand how durable his body was, the only thing he noticed was he would soon be reaching the clouds below, and instead of his body heating up from tearing through the atmosphere, it was going the opposite direction and he was bringing an endless wave of frost alongside him.

The stone had turned blue and shockwaves were erupting around him as he descended through the clouds, and although he could tell how devastating his entry was due to his limited perception, he could see that the cloud was shattered for miles.

This made him pause, how was it possible? Was he not… 'Oh, that's how it is.'

When the cloud parted, he could finally see what was below him, and if he had eyes, Rowan would be rolling it in exasperation.

The cloudy layer over this place must be very extensive because below him was a vast swatch of land, thousands of miles in circumference, surrounded by water, and the closest definition for this land would be a continent.

But the problem was that the supposedly 'small' rocky egg form that his body had taken was not as small as it turned out to be. From what he could estimate a few seconds before he crashed into the continent below, his size was at least a third of the continent, and his descent alone had brought such an intense chill that the entire continent had been frozen, the ice extending towards the ocean for hundreds of miles, freezing vast stretches of water into blue ice.

The impact of his crash broke the continent to pieces, shattering it with so much force that the surface layer of the continent and a large part of its bedrock was flung into the air for hundreds of miles and they did not fall back to the ground before they were frozen in place, creating large crystalline structures that were mysteriously streamlined, growing increasingly sharper at the tip.

From space, the entire continent seemed to take the shape of an opened maw of a terrifying beast with billions of sharp teeth, and at the center was nothing but darkness that was broken by blue flashes of light, as frost bolts that were in the shape of lightning, numbering in their billions flashed around.

Rowan's body kept descending deeper into the earth, shattering the ground and freezing everything he touched until he reached a barrier.

His perception probed at what halted his descent and he discovered that it was warm, and with the presence of life, he could feel what was below him was flesh!

Before he could begin to come to terms with what had happened, a flood of soul energy swamped him, and a golden lightning bolt carrying a message flashed across his vision.

Tiran Calamity Destroyed.

Congratulations to the Continent of New Hope, your million-year struggle has ended.

To the Citizens of New Hope, a new dawn... Error…

Congratulations to Tiran Calamity, your million year domination has ended.

To the Horde of Tiran, a Fell Dawn…. Error…