The Eye of Ti began to slowly gather the pieces of itself from the ground, it was tired.
Originally the Eye was never ant for battle, not because it was weak, but because it lacked the fuel to power itself in a certain strenuous manner.
It was the reason it operated through a proxy and even without a shell, it never took its real form to battle, usually transforming into various shapes, mostly weapons as he fought like a mindless brute and not the omnipotent being it once was.
Exerting itself in this manner was extrely detrintal to the Eye of Ti because it was like drinking poison to cure its thirst. It was a fragnt of a Primordial and there was nothing in existence that could threaten it, but due to the fact that it was forced into action, it had to burn its Essence to fuel any moves it was making, and that was hurting it also.
Knowing that all of this was a plan by Rowan to weaken it was clear to the Eye, but it had no choice. The abomination had played its ga extrely well, using the greed of the Eye to lure it into action, slowing tugging on the lure until the Eye kept pushing more and more of itself out of its shell, and by the ti it had realized the massive trap in front of it, it could no longer return.
Rowan had played it like a jester, and the Eye of Ti suddenly felt old, and tired.
The tiredness that was being experienced by the Eye of Ti ca from sothing that was deep within it, a sense of loss and sorrow that was so profound it was almost impossible to be described, and it had carried this tiredness for many eternities since the banishnt of its main body, but today, this affliction on its body had grown to a height it could not have imagined, and a fear of the unknown filled its consciousness.
It did not know if it was going to survive what was coming.
The Eye of Ti had faced life-threatening dangers before, but none of them had been as strange as this one, pulled in the clash between two holders of Singularities, all of whom possess abilities that the Eye could not understand or challenge, it felt the mortal fear of death in a way that it had not done before.
It had felt this fear many tis today, and usually what followed was rage, but now that rage was gone, what took its place was tiredness, and then acceptance."
'If it is today that I die, then so be it. I will show them the power of a Primordial.'
The Eye of Ti began to transform. Of all the shapes it had taken before, there was one that it had never worn, because it would signify that it was either at the zenith of its life or at the lowest.
A vast purple miasmic haze covered it, and within a sound of a heartbeat erged, this sound was so powerful, that it could end all of reality given enough ti.
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Rowan sensed it a mont before a massive shockwave erupted from the Eye of Ti, oddly, this shockwave was silent, yet his soul was almost collapsing in pain as one of the loudest sounds he had ever heard entered his consciousness.
The shockwave slamd against Gothra'Inul and swept him into the sky, and Rowan's eyes widened a fraction before the shockwave reached him,
"Boom!"
And their might broke against his defenses, he simply took a step back, as his body leaned against the unrelenting force, shrugging past the force, he steadied himself, in the distance, the five realms of Doom Star vibrated as the waves of power swept past them, scraping away the surface layers of the realms and sending sedints from their battered surfaces shooting into the void.
Rowan could easily endure these shockwaves from the Eye of Ti while Gothra'Inul had been thrown away like a piece of thrash, not just because of his superior physical attributes and the innate forcefield around his body, but due to his crown.
He had been able to create a crown the first ti he had entered the Great Darkness as a Child of Chaos, this crown was a representation of his absolute domination over the energy of Space, and at that ti his crown had been woven from starlight, epheral and beautiful, they were simply a reflection of a borrowed power over space as a result of his bloodline of Chaos, however, the crown he had now was his own representation of space.
Seemingly made from bronze, it was in the shape of a Royal Crown with six sharp spikes at the top that twisted into each other like snakes, they exuded majesty and power. A closer look at the crown would reveal that one of the spikes… blinked.
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Unrelenting shockwaves blasted out from the Eye of Ti, and in the midst of the devastation, Rowan heard a voice, he nearly gaped in horror because he recognized it, from the vision he saw inside the Bloodline Source of Ti… it was the voice of a Primordial,
"𝕀 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝔸𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕…"
As if the voice was summoning greater powers from the depths of eternity, the shockwaves erupting from the position of the Eye of Ti increased in intensity and Rowan was shoved backward for several million miles, a loud crack resounded in the distance as one of the realms of Doom Star closest to this position began to fracture.
The pressure was increasing to such a great extent that even leaning against the force and bursting out with brief spells of Ascension, Rowan was still being pushed back, he growled in anger and his crown shone bright, his feet that had been sliding back gained a hue of gold and his slide backward stopped as if he had been fixed to the earth, a resounding crash in the distance was the only indicator that another realm of Doom Star had been destroyed, leaving four behind that was holding on precariously.
"...𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕃𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝔸 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕖 ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕪, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕁𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕤… ℍ𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖…"
Another massive crash occurred and two more realms of Doom Star exploded, leaving two.
Rowan had realized that there was a collective power that was spread across all seven realms of Doom Star and each ti a realm shattered, the power was collected into those that remained, strengthening them and making them more difficult to break, and while this might seem to be a good thing for the World Stele, it actually was not, because what it needed to accomplish required balance and depositing all that power in a smaller area would cause the resurrection process to be unstable.
Rowan did not know what the Eye of Ti was doing, but he could guess that it was about to go all out, and as scary as that would be for him, the World Stele had to be more worried, and Rowan was right, from the two realms of Doom Star left standing, massive tentacles of darkness pushed against the great force erupting from the Eye of Ti, as a powerful influence of Sealing radiated from their tips, Rowan frowned when he noticed that this sealing force bore resemblance to the Will Chains from the destroyer. Did the World Stele copy his technique?
Then the Eye of Ti spoke its final words,
"... ℕ𝕠 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖!"
Sothing slamd into Rowan with the force of trillion-shattering heaven, his defenses were broken, and his body followed, he was flung into the distance for hundreds of billions of miles, until he was able to smoothly rotate himself in the air and land on one knee with his destroyer plunged into the ground to arrest his backward motion.
The tentacles reaching for the Eye of Ti were shattered into nothing, and the force continued on to slam against the two remaining realms of Doom Star above, and no matter how the World Stele fought against this power, it was useless as with a loud roar the last two realms of Doom Star shattered into pieces, triggering a reaction that made the explosion more massive, as two bright suns appeared in the skies, followed by an unfamiliar roar of distress and anger.
A sound that almost made Rowan flinch arose, and his eyes widened when he realized that the sound had erged from the area around the Eye of Ti, it was the sound of the earth breaking.
A long crack rippled out from the position of the Eye of Ti, as the haze covering the Eye of Ti disappeared, but its form that resembles a purple coffin was already gone, and in its place,
Ti appeared.
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