The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1833

Chapter 1833: A Decision To Make

Rowan’s Incarnation stood at the threshold beyond the fourth level of the Origin of Time and awaited Eosah. She did not take long to arrive.

Although he was now a frequent visitor, the presence of Eosah still drew his curiosity, because he state was highly unusual. A soft resonant hum surrounded her, which Rowan likened to the sound of a universe dreaming.

She was neither dead nor alive, and Rowan suspected that the power of this place that sustained her was changing her into something new. He did not know what Eosah was becoming or if she would still remain a friend in the future.

At the highest level of existence, there were few seats left, perhaps only a single throne ruled over everything, and Rowan understood that at the core of every immortal at their level, there was a thirst to sit upon that throne.

In many cases, it did not matter the reason; power was available, and it must be had.

Rowan’s arrival in this space created a tiny shift in its harmony, like a stone thrown into a still pond. Even as an Incarnation, his presence was unshakable, as his Will exerted dominion over everything around him.

When he appeared, Eosah seemed to be peering deep into the unknown layer of existence, and she did not regard him for a while, and then she suddenly turned towards him, and cocked her head to the side,

"How do you do it?" she asked, her tone filled with a wistfulness that spoke of great age.

Rowan blinked, "How do I do... what?"

Eosah gestured to his Incarnation, "Despite knowing the secrets that lie behind me being the greatest prize in all of existence, you do not bring your main body here to peer at the truth, even after gaining the strength to kill Primordials, you have made no effort to find out if you can push open the door behind me."

Rowan’s Incarnation peered behind Eosah, to the place of mystery behind her. He would be lying if he said he was not attracted to the mysteries that promised the answer to everything, but as powerful as he had become, Rowan also learnt caution.

He had been successful so far, but it only took a single mistake, and everything he had worked and suffered for would be gone. The deaths of so many of his children haunted him, a potent sign that any wrong decision he made could lead to consequences he could not punch his way out of.

That door could lead to the greatest of mysteries and conflicts; until he was sure of his stand, Rowan would not take that risk. He just had too much to lose.

So, Rowan just smiled, "When I am ready, I will come for it, and not a moment before."

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