The Primordial Record

Chapter 1266: Did You Forget, Who I Am



Life burst out of Rowan's body, so intense it was that it almost defied meaning, and the light that had erupted from his body a moment before was granted vitality, and it became a living light form, the burst of power that erupted from Rowan's body a moment later crushed this lifeform to pieces in the next moment, and Rowan barely noted this amazing change before he surged towards the portal.

Great changes were ongoing inside his body and it was important that it was made inside Doom Star or else the ripple of power would be felt in all the nothingness and there was a chance that it would be reflected in reality.

The truth was that the moment he gained his soul and understood that it had reached the limits of the fourth dimension, the chains holding down the rest of his three Wills were shattered and his dimension was on the verge of bursting into the fourth, and if that was not even enough to shake creation, the nine Supreme Circle had been mastered and they were bursting to be activated.

Rowan had been accumulating so much power for hundreds of millions of years, his Titles had reached the limit and needed to be evolved, he could begin Seeding worlds to explode his attributes across Time, and his Children had been frozen, their power had reached the limits and his dimensional level had been holding them back, plus the plans he had put in place on Doom Star.

Only a mind that could hold an entire dimension could juggle all of these activities at the same time while ensuring that the outcome they produced went beyond the supreme level. The massive pulse of life cleansed any physical debilitation that Rowan had experienced, his body returning to peak physical form, but now his long hair was black, so black it was as if it was nonexistent and he was wearing a crown of darkness, and his hair had never stopped growing all these while and was now so long it was revealed that the darkness in which the soul flame had been struggling to cross was Rowan's hair!

His nine Cherubim floating behind him, Rowan took a step forward and appeared on the purple road, his body shrinking and his long hair sweeping behind him like a massive black cloud. Another step and he was before the vortex, and now he became as small as a mortal, and before the vortex, he was smaller than an atom, and then he placed his palm on its swirling mass, and that sent a shockwave that swept through the entirety of Doom Star, and in the other end, the Eye of Time was going insane.

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Casualties had been gradually mounting on the ends of the Golden Giants despite all of the intervention from Lost and the god-child, the enemies were innumerable, and if that was not worse enough, they were constantly growing stronger, and Lost had marked a point where they would reach and their combined powers would no longer be able to hold back the tides of death sweeping towards the portal.

That point had long been passed and yet this glorious and insane Golden Giants were holding past fast, long where every calculated estimate had placed them for dead.

Just as the enemy, the Golden Giants were growing in battle, and even though Lost had factored that growth into the equation, he had still underestimated by how much.

It was only now that he realized how shocking this battle must have been for the average Golden Giant. The entirety of their reality had gone mad, to them they were fighting the wars that would end all wars, against foes more foul than the foulest monsters that they could ever conjure in their dreams.

This was the war that would make the most meaning in their lives, and they would not cower, they would not shirk before this responsibility, they would rise to it because the thought of doing anything less would be the greatest disservice they would ever do to themselves.

Their ancestors had lived a life of neglect and suffering and now here they were, inside bodies of gold and light, bodies with limits, and the battle was here, glory was here!

"None shall pass!"

Their bodies burned like suns, as they ignited the fires of their soul, and their hearts responded to this desire quicker than Lost could ever imagine, the star points in their hearts were being lit up in a crazy manner as shockwave after shockwaves erupted from their bodies. Golden Giants fell, but they were far less than Lost had ever dreamt possible, and now the road was almost done, and Lost could hardly believe it, somehow against all odds it would seem as if they would be succeeding.

Then the roar from Rowan erupted from the vortex behind and the entirety of reality was frozen in place, from the Abomination Suns to the Silver Horde, not because there was a power placed in the words he spoke, which was crazy enough in its own, but the sheer majesty in his voice, and the myriad of emotions inside it that could not be described.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

It froze them all in place. How could this be the voice of a sentient being? Surely if reality had a voice, this would be the sound it would take.

The shriek of the Eye of Time, shrill and filled with evil beyond measure replied to that roar, and suddenly everyone here felt like ants before two battling elephants.

In this moment when reality seemed to be frozen in place, the stingers of every member of the Silver Horde pointed towards the vortex, disregarding their greater battle against the Calamity gods and Doom Star quaked as the ocean was suppressed downwards for hundreds of miles and space shattered as an incomprehensible number of bolts shot towards the vortex. The bolts darkness reality, and its numbers were so massive it no longer took individual shades but resembled a fist bigger than universes that surged towards the vortex, the Calamity Suns in its way were swept aside like flies in a hurricane before the might of this fist.

It was at this moment that Rowan touched the vortex, and the shockwave that erupted from that action swept into Doom Star and pushed all the Golden Giants down while creating a powerful shielding over them, even the Shiik above was suppressed by this shockwave and she was pressed down with the golden giants as well.

This act saved them all as the fist shattered the entire road nearing completion into smithereens before it slammed into the vortex, and in the moment before it destroyed it, Rowan's cold gaze could be seen behind it.

A calamitous force erupted from the shattered vortex that was simply hard to describe in its immensity. No force unleashed from the beginning of the war could equal it as space and time were shattered into pieces, leaving a void that had no meaning behind it.

This force created a wound that injured Doom Star twice as much as the first wound inflicted by the phantom of the Primordial of Time.

The resultant shockwaves that emerged from this disaster killed countless Calamity gods and the Silver Horde on the surface were all wiped out, but their insane constitution was slowly bringing them to life, but this time, their resurrection was oddly delayed.

From the site of the crash, in the void that could not be described, a voice emerged, followed by a small body, not more than ten feet tall,

"Did you think that would stop me? Little Eye, Did you forget, who I am."

The words that were spoken, although not loud, every living and non-living being in the realm could hear it. They could also hear the panting of the Eye of Time, whether it was fear or unchecked fury was unknown, but what drew the attention of all was that figure of Rowan who was slowly entering the realm of Doom Star.

The Eye of Time screamed his fury and spoke the language that was lost to reality because it once belonged to the Eternal Realm of Doom Star but had been banished by the Primordials. Despite the risk the Eye of Time was taking when he spoke this language he threw caution to the wind because this was the only method to reach all the fragmented consciousness of the realm and shift the direction of this fight.

"Damocles you damned idiot, stop that creature from entering your realm! I don't care if your mind is fragmented, that thing is a far greater threat than I could ever be. I only consume the waste you dispose of at the side while that thing would eat you whole! Damocles, listen to me

and..." The realm of Doom Star shivered, its many eyes began to generate a fragment of consciousness that was not present before and a sense of awakening began to erupt inside it

but then Rowan sighed,

"Little Eye, you play a good game, but you are far too late.