The Primordial Record novel Chapter 1926

Chapter 1926: Breaking My Last Chain (1)

All the changes ongoing on the Road of Eternity did not enter Rowan’s eye; he was sure that Eos was taking note of everything that he was missing, as for him, he was awash in the wonders of becoming a Primordial.

The Obsidian Abyss was a force of growth, the lifeblood of Reality, and rivers of essence with consistency greater than any material known in an average Reality began to flow through the pathways crafted by the Azure Empyrean inside Rowan’s body.

This was the lifeblood of a Primordial of Space, an Origin power that he was sure was strictly held by Realities and was not a power that should be in the hands of any Primordial, but now Rowan was becoming that Primordial.

The vision that had once seized his mind when he planted the Azure Empyrean continued from where it had stopped, as his understanding of the Origin of Space deepened, revealing more of the past to him.

If he could at this point, Rowan would be sighing in relief, because something amazing happened during the time his consciousness was drawn to the beginning of everything... and he discovered that his main body could not see this memory. It was not until it was over that Rowan was able to send this memory to Eos.

They both knew that there would be consequences for severing their connection, but the flow of information that still existed between them could be considered to be perfect, and there was no loss, even though it was one-way, as Rowan could only transmit information to Eos, and Eos would only show him what he requested, and nothing more.

There should have been no reason Eos was not able to see the memories as soon as they were happening, and this could only mean that they had finally identified the blind spot of his main body.

The experiment was working as they had hoped. There was something about the ninth-dimensional level that prevented Eos’s sight from knowing of its existence, and it did not matter if he was robust enough to wield or channel ninth-dimensional energies; he was like a brute wielding a gun like a club.

It was highly possible that the first time he understood the Origin of Space, this vision had been there for his perusal, but he could not see it because he was not suited for this sort of sight.

Acknowledging this great weakness, Eos sent an order to Rowan to forget about delving deeper into the mysteries of his body and soul; he could remotely take over and follow up with every transformation happening inside them. What he would focus on was what Eos could not see.

Rowan’s consciousness returned to the beginning of everything. Although he was aware that there were multitudes of colors in the sky in such great varieties that even his expansive mind could not comprehend all of them, they had all faded to gray, and all he could see was the colors of space.

It had deepened, creating new shades that could not have emerged from the combination of just two colors, and Rowan knew he was sitting in the front-row seat, watching Space being born, and that this color was simply a small part of what was happening here.

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