As far as he could tell, the secret about his status as a nascent Reality was only known by Primordial Soul, and maybe Primordial Time, because if the rest of the Primordials knew of his status, he doubted they would allow him the time to develop.
Still, it would not really matter if the Primordials knew of his status as a nascent Reality, when many of the things he could accomplish had faintly exceeded the capabilities of any Reality.
In this space where only time and space existed, he had four million years to play with, and if his calculations were correct, barely a year would pass by in real time.
This technique was powerful, but Rowan could only use it inside of Reality instead of his Origin Land due to the weakened nature of this Reality’s space. If he had tried the same technique inside his Origin Land, then he would have barely gained a thousand years of time.
Satisfied that the basic preparation for his elevation was completed, Rowan confirmed that this space, devoid of any laws, could cause any unknown disruption in his bodily functions, and concluded that it was impossible.
An immortal might go insane inside this space after a short while with the absence of any laws apart from space and time, but Rowan had no such issues, and he could perfectly live and even thrive in such a space.
With his last issue settled, Rowan closed his eyes, and for the first time in countless millions of years, he slept.
It had been a while since he had slept, and even though it was not needed, some part of him, which even his immortal nature could not fully fathom, was weary.
Rowan would like to think that he carried all of his parts from the mortal to the immortal portions, and in times like these, his mortal side, which had been suppressed for so long, still needed sustenance.
A thousand years later, Rowan opened his eyes and began the fusion process immediately. Even while asleep, a portion of his mind had been deliberating on the expected outcome from his fusion, and he picked his base first.
"Primordial Record, attend to me," Rowan gave a mental command, "I accept the fusion of Reality Shaper and Supreme Ancient Collosi."
His words were like a bomb dropped inside a tranquil pool. At first, there was silence, and then his entire body shuddered before loud tearing noises erupted from his flesh.
Rowan groaned in pain as a cascade of information poured into his mind. For the first time ever, he was able to follow the actions of the Primordial Record as it elevated his flesh.
He could sense the Primordial Record reaching into the depths of history, through countless eras of time that baffled Rowan’s comprehension, and it pulled inspiration from all of it, and then coupled with Rowan’s impressive foundation as both a Supreme Ancient Collosi and a Reality Shaper... something new was born.
There had been Reality Shapers in the past, as well as Supreme Ancient Collosi; however, there had never been a melding of both.
Destruction ravaged not only Rowan’s body but his mind as well, a Reality Shaper controlled dimension as easily as breathing. At the same time, an Ancient Collosit treated their bodies as sacred dimensions, utterly indestructible and unchangeable.
Their nature was separate and inviolable, and for any fusion to occur, only a Singularity like the Primordial Record, and an insane physique like Rowan’s could foster it.
In the process of this fusion, there were a million failures. His body, however, could accommodate these failures and learn from them, but it was not all for naught, as the Primordial Record rapidly eliminated all the wrong paths and surged towards the correct one.
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