Even though the number of Realities inside of Existence was shrinking, the pressure that Rowan felt walking towards the beginning of existence with his new sight gained from reaching the third layer of space increased.
It was not just because he was fighting against the natural flow of this memory, but also the fact that this memory should have ended, and he was preserving it forcefully.
"BOOM!"
Then he felt an impact in his consciousness that nearly made him black out, but he fought through the pain and discomfort, knowing that if he lost this memory, there was a chance that he might not see the same thing when he came here a fourth time or even if there was going to be a fourth chance to see the past.
Rowan did not have to figure out that this unknown impact that nearly scrambled his consciousness did not come from inside this memory but from outside... his body, undergoing the ascension to the Primordial level, was being attacked!
With the way his consciousness had responded to the last attack, it must have been powerful enough to have destroyed his entire body in an instant, but he must be healing from that damage.
Rowan’s present body and consciousness were now so powerful that only a blow that should have killed him many times over would be able to shake his consciousness to this extent. He had thought that he had entirely mastered the entirety of Reality, but there was something strong enough to kill him.
The danger he had always feared was here, and Rowan could only hope that his main body and all the other preparations he had put in place would be able to pull him through, even though he did not care for being a Primordial; this memory still had important information that his main body would need, and he needed to bring it back to him.
Gritting his teeth, Rowan pushed through the mounting pressure; the constant stream of power flowing from his main body was still continuous, and Rowan took it as a good thing, although it was surprising that there was still opposition inside Reality that could challenge him to this extent. He had expected it.
As more Realities began to vanish, the closer he came to the beginning of existence, the lines of radiance that had extended all over Existence like the roots of a tree began to thicken and converge, and Rowan began to hear voices...
"More... More... More... I want MORE!"
Rowan flinched, not only from the sheer and maddening desire he could feel from inside this voice that nearly twisted his mind into a dance of madness and transformation, but he recognized the voice...


In one moment, Reality had been going along its normal operation as excitement from countless trillions of lives was infecting the air from the unexpected advancement that they had enjoyed, and in the next moment, the entirety of Reality had folded into itself, and a gigantic abomination arose from it made of all the parts of Eosah’s Reality.
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