The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1848

Chapter 1848: Final Form (2)

Sometimes it was impossible to fully conceptualize the scale of a thing until you witnessed it properly for the first time.

The mind had a limit; both mortal and immortal minds suffered the same constraint, and Rowan was among the few, if not the only one, to have a mind that would continuously grow until it encompassed all things.

But for now, he was still limited, after all, in a particular perspective, he was still a child. Because of the fragility of Eosah’s Reality, Rowan had been stopping himself from growing, and if someone were powerful enough to see all of Eos’s body, they would see he was still in the form of a baby.

Still, it would not matter if he had allowed himself to grow to his mature state as a Reality, because the powers of Primordials were like nothing he had ever seen before.

Rowan did not know when it happened with the Primordials, but sometimes in the past, after they had consumed so many Realities and integrated so many Origin Sources in their bodies, quantity had become quality, and to refer to them as Primordials any longer was doing them a disservice.

They might not have reached the level beyond Origin, but the effect of stacking so much Origin into a single form was clearly not natural, and a perverse change had come upon them that was truly scary to behold.

Rowan stopped the forceful absorption of the hand of Enoch, and it howled and retracted into the body of Eosah, its presence instantly vanishing.

The broken corpse of Eosah shuddered and began to heal itself, and in no time, she was whole, and her eyes slowly blinked open, filled with pain and confusion, and she instantly froze when she saw what had surrounded her.

To her credit, beneath the fear and shock lay deep rage. These were the bastards who had killed and violated her corpse.

Rowan’s eyes, which were clouded by the haze of collecting so much information, cleared up, and he became a bit puzzled at the escape of the hand; it was as if it was not just fleeing Rowan’s mad attempt to devour it, but the presence of the Primordials here was also something that it feared.

Looking around him at the immensity pressing down against all of existence, Rowan could not blame this hand, because for the first time in a long time, he felt truly small.

“Rowan,” Eosah whispered, “What… how can this happen?”

Rowan turned to her, his body still bathed in the light of his Final Form, and he shrugged, “I pushed too hard, and everything broke. The end we have always feared is here.”

Eosah gasped as she looked around, being surrounded by eyes bigger than Realities in number beyond counting was enough to drive even someone like her to madness. She glanced at Rowan briefly, wondering how he could remain so calm, before returning her gaze to the Primordials that surrounded them.

Suddenly her head whipped back towards Rowan, her eyes wide with shock, and she pointed at the light that surrounded him,

“How can you have the light above Origin shining in you, Rowan? What are you?”

Rowan did not give her the answer she wanted; instead, he pointed towards the eyes that were just staring at them,

“Why are they silent? We should be dead, but they are not attacking.”

It took a moment for Eosah to shrug off her shock and reply to Rowan’s question,

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