The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1682

Chapter 1682: To Be A Mortal

Rowan was silent for a while, and the voice of Eosah broke him from his thoughts,

"The direction you choose to pursue is fascinating. Especially for someone like you, a Destroyer. Still, I am not too amazed by it, after all, by all right, no Destroyer should be able to become a Reality, but you break all sorts of boundaries."

"As much as I would like to take credit for that feat," Rowan shrugged, "What I am was the influence of my surroundings growing up, and I have had to adapt to survive, even if it means finding creation out of destruction, or choosing the truth of a mortal even as a god."

"I see. This wisdom, I fear, is something I do not share. I appreciate the allure of the changing, but permanence has always been my refuge."

Rowan smiled, "I can imagine that to be the case. Noctis told me in the beginning that there was no death, but life eternal. But you must have known that would not last. I saw the first home they built, and despite how much they were proud of their creation, the wood that made up its walls came from trees, and the ash they filled up their firepits was first built from green leaves that had turned brown after being pulled from the embrace of their mother."

Like him, Eosah became silent, recognizing the truth in Rowan’s words,

"Perhaps this is the reason why I fell, I could not see the change happening and believed in the permanence of my domain. Even now, I cannot see how you can easily merge with the fleeting soul of a mortal."

Rowan could not move forward; his legs were still stuck to the ground, but his upper body had a fair bit of motion.

He gestured towards Eosah, beckoning her closer, "It is easier than you think. Come here and let me show you what it is like to be a mortal."

Eosah laughed, a hint of her majesty slipping through the mask, and Rowan flinched. She took the form of a woman, but even till this moment, Rowan could not yet tell what her appearance was like; her features were slipping away from his mind as his perception could not capture what she actually was.

Eosah was what he would become, the final path on his dimensional journey, but even she must be stranger than other Realities because at her death, she was able to discover a power that transcended all forms of power known to all of existence, and that knowledge had changed her.

"Why would I want to be a mortal? I have never known the ache of a wound or the ache of a sigh. Why would I want to know what I shall never be?"

Rowan’s gaze shifted, but he did not withdraw his outstretched hand,

"In my experience, eternity is a mirror with no reflection. You have seen all, but you do not feel it, and that is a distinction that I have learned to appreciate. It is the reason why I fight, and you cannot know me, nor will I be able to understand you, if we don’t share this common knowledge."

Rowan’s voice heightened with power, and his body began to shiver,

"My war with the Primordials, all of my sacrifices and my shame, all of it stems from this single knowledge of what it means to be finite. You have shown me welcome, Eosah, and now I will show you mine. You have offered me a chance to step into your heart, and now I am offering you mine."

There was no air here, but something in between the two of them shivered like heat over desert sand. In Eosah’s eyes, something flickered that was almost like hunger. She slowly brought her hand forward,

"I accept this knowledge."

With a solemn demeanor, Rowan reached forward and touched her wrist, and for the first time in eternity, Eosah flinched as Rowan took her into a special Memory, one where he was a mortal and died not of old age, but by a spear through the heart.

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