The Primordial Record - Chapter 900 One More Memory To Make

This page of the Primordial Record was covered with black blood as if it had been placed inside the body of someone, and Rowan knew that this speculation was most likely the truth. Minerva must have placed this page deep inside her body, and even though she would not be able to access the power of the Singularity, she must have received several unexpected benefits.

Rowan briefly considered Telmus and his inconceivable talents, was it possible that Minerva was able to give birth to this great champion because of the page of the Primordial Record she had kept inside herself?

During the million years of torture under the Third Prince, Rowan was not aware of the precise moment the pages of the Primordial Record had been stripped from him, and Minerva might have had the page providing her with unknown benefits over all these years.

Rowan’s head soft hisses of pleasure from his crown, his Ouroboros Serpents were quite pleased that he had finally been able to complete his birthright treasure and Rowan agreed with their emotions, truly it had been too long, and yet obtaining the last page of the Primordial Record from the clutches of Minerva was quite simple.

His spell was powerful, and bringing the past into the present, while maintaining their unique position in the time stream had gone beyond what most could comprehend and displayed a level of power that would shake creation, but still, there were some things he could not change across Reality.

One of these was the Primordial Record. As a Singularity, it could not exist in two places at the same time. It could either stay in the dead universe or the living universe, and so the Singularity was with him here, but there was still a piece of it that was missing and that was the last page with Minerva.

The Demon King Minerva was holding the last page of the Primordial Record, both in the past and the future. Using the same concept that guided a Singularity, there was no way the page of the Primordial could exist in two separate time continuums, and Minerva had no way to choose where the page of the Singularity should manifest itself, effectively robbing her of the control over the page.

With Rowan’s increased control of the Primordial Record, he simply summoned the unshackled page of the Primordial Record to his side.

Before the red page settled on his hand, his Aura burnt the black blood of Minerva to nothingness and Rowan finally held the last page, there was no distinguishing mark on this page, except for some faint rune markings that he could not decipher.

The Primordial Record buzzed inside his consciousness, wishing to merge with the last page, but Rowan chuckled, “Why would you want to do that? I have not lost my second-dimensional body after all.”

In the creation of his new body that perfectly merged all his bloodlines, and his dimension as one, he had learned the lessons from the past or in this case the future, and Rowan had not just made sure he did not repeat them, he had improved on them.

He knew the way he ascended his dimension was fraught with hidden dangers, and he was not using his dimension to its fullest extent.

Why should he destroy his previous dimensions in order to ascend to a higher one? If he used this method to ascend his dimension then it was inevitable that when he became a fourth-dimensional being, it would require him to break apart his third dimension in order to fit in the concept of infinity.

Yet if he made this action, then he would fall into the trap of every other great power and would have to depend on The Great Darkness, which contained all the Third-Dimensional universes of Chaos to nurture his mortals and gain resources that could not be found in higher dimensions.

Why should he need to follow this path? Unlike everyone else who controls dimensions, he was the dimension itself, and the rules he followed should be different. Why should he not be able to contain the previous smaller dimensions inside himself and build on them?

He would not need to shatter his Third Dimensional body to ascend to a higher level, the moment his Will ascended to the Fourth Dimension, the rest of his body would evolve alongside it. Rowan would effectively become a unique dimension whose powers could not be shared or corrupted by outside influence.

There was also another reason why Rowan strived to follow this path. He did not forget the vision the Primordial Record showed him when his two-dimensional body merged with the Primordial Record.

In that instant, he had seen a power that was greater than the Primordials, and although the result of that merger was harsh, Rowan always strived to have a backup.

Rowan believes that the reason the merger between him and the Primordial Record was so drastic was because his state of being was too low, but what would it be like if he allowed himself to ascent to say, the seventh or eighth-

dimensional level while still keeping all the previous dimensional states in his body and then, he merged the Primordial Record with the second dimension inside himself?

Such a grand plan would surely come with many hidden implications, but Rowan was positive that if he could reach the right dimensional level, he should have been able to gather enough power and knowledge that he should be able to flawlessly merge with the Primordial Record without ending all the dimensions in reality and creating a hellish landscape like Limbo, and drawing the ire of every Primordial in existence.

The Primordial Record went silent before its excitement made it vibrate so rapidly that the sky went dark. ‘Oh, that was not the Primordial Record’s doing,’ Rowan realized, ‘the Gods of Trion had finally arrived.’

They were not alone, with them was the God King and Minerva, and a surprising new addition, Telmus.

Rowan felt heat rush through his spine, but he suppressed his impulses, the time for killing was upon him, and he was going to make sure it would be complete.

The God King drew his blade, “What are you?”

Arching an eyebrow, Rowan sighed in irritation, he blinked, and this entire Reality grounded to a halt. Everything in the universe except him went still. He could do this because this reality was in part a creation of his Spell, giving him greater control over this new time stream than would have been otherwise possible.

Despite this, Minerva and Golgoth were still moving, although their gestures were extremely slow, and if they wanted to blink their eyes it would take a million years. He could also detect all the Will Holders present in this universe reacting slowly to this change because unlike the powers present in the dead universe, the ones in the living universe were not aware of these great changes.

In fact, only the living beings present in the dead universe were able to sense their counterpart in the living universe, and those in the living universe could not sense their counterpart.

Rowan felt the touch of the Steele in his consciousness, its intention to announce his title, but once again Rowan stopped the Singularity, “My story has not ended, and I have one more memory to make.”

He could feel something that was not anger but close to it emerging from the Steele, but his next words silenced its growing consternation, “In this body, I’m still a mortal, tell me Steele, has there ever been a mortal since the beginning of creation who could kill a Will Holder?”