The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1825

Chapter 1825: A New Agreement

Rowan might not have fully realized his potential when he had seen Death for the first time. He suspected that Death must have seen a hint of it, but it could not be sure, and like Rowan was testing Death to build up a profile in his mind, Death was also doing the same to him.

Rowan possessed the dual traits of a healer and a killer; he could destroy as well as create. And this was a trait that was incredibly rare in the higher-dimensional levels.

Any random god could create or destroy, but comparing what they could do and what Rowan could accomplish was like comparing a firefly to the moon.

A Reality represented the limits of Creation, while the Primordials represented the limits of Destruction. For two of these supreme limits to not only combine but were also enhanced in a single form was impossible... yet Rowan was showing promise for such a thing, and so Death... tested him.

This was how the game began, between Rowan and Death.

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The cold breath of Death washed over Rowan, "Choose your words wisely, Rowan. I could forgive your ignorance in the beginning, but after our Agreement has been made, there is nothing stopping me from pulling back my support."

Rowan’s smile vanished, and his words turned cold, "You have eaten the karma of the Primordial’s destruction, and I have eaten their souls. I have seen the face of destruction, and I know the harvest that they bring to you is poison. You showed me a soul collected from my Reality, but I know this is nothing."

Rowan gestured, and he pulled a soul seemingly from thin air, showing it to Death. If the shrieking wraith had been made mad by the manipulation of the Primordials, what he was holding was madness itself.

The eyes of Death became focused on this new soul, and Rowan could practically feel the shock radiating from the body of this entity.

Rowan was holding up a soul that was humanoid primarily, except for the fact that it had several arms, but what made this soul special was due to the fact that it did not emerge from his Reality or Eosah’s.

This soul came from a different Reality!

Death whispered, "How did you acquire a soul from Eshalon?"

"That does not concern you," Rowan said, "What you should know is that I have read these souls like a book, and I know this is what the Primordials have been feeding you. They do not give you lives or stories honestly told. They send you obedient, hollow things, their potential stunted, their will broken before it was ever formed. They send you a universe of perfectly identical, silent stones, instead of a chorus of unique and glorious songs ending in a final, resonant note. Have you ever seen the true light of a mortal’s soul? Have you ever glimpsed such beauty?"

Death shook in anger, as something terrifying took over its voice, reducing it to a hiss, "Have you broken our Agreement, Rowan? Do you threaten my sovereignty?"

Rowan swept his hand to the side, "I threaten nothing, I only state the fact. The Agreement made with you was born from deception, but I understand the necessity of it. I was a weaker party, and the pieces I had to play with were weak. I overextended my weaknesses and undersold my strengths."

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